Growing Up in a Disposable Society

These days, I kind of live on Craig’s List. If I’m not haunting the free section of Craig’s List, I’m scouring the antiques section or doing searches for buffets, dressers and more that might be remade into a serviceable kitchen island/breakfast bar.

As I was perusing the antiques section today, I found this Electrolux for sale…


Which brought back memories of an Electrolux vacuum my mother had sent to me when I lived in San Jose back in the mid 90s. I used it, although it kind of sucked (and not in the right way), until its power switch died. Then it just sat in the back of my closet.

When I moved, packing everything I owned into a moving truck and driving nearly 1,800 miles from California back to Missouri, I left it behind.

My mother was not pleased. And in retrospect, I cannot blame her. It was from the 50s, better looking than the one above, and easily fixed.

This morning I saw the picture above and told the story to Dee, my eldest. “I didn’t understand then that this vacuum was fixable, or that it would probably take just a few dollars to fix. I had grown up in a disposable society. If something didn’t work, you got rid of it, and got something new to go in its place.”

Nowadays, I would probably pay to have it fixed. Look around your home, in your closets, in your garage. How much of what you have can be fixed? Why not try repairing it, instead of just tossing it out?


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2 Responses to Growing Up in a Disposable Society

  1. Trinette says:

    We try to fix most things, unless it would void some sort of warranty. If something is broken, and you try to repair it, the worst than can happen is that it’s still broken.

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