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From 8:30 a.m.-noon on Sept. 26, join West Palm 100 for a morning cleanup on the Intracoastal Waterway in West Palm Beach. While canoeing to through outer mangrove islands, you can do your part to keep our hometown environment clean of waste, litter and debris.
Trash bags, gloves and other trash pick-up supplies will be provided. Volunteers are encouraged to wear hats, sunscreen, and sturdy shoes and to bring snacks and water. Free commemorative T-shirts will be given to volunteers while supplies last.
Location to meet and pick up your canoe: Southern Blvd. Causeway/Lake Worth Lagoon Sanctuary Islands – just east over Southern Blvd. bridge, small beach on south side of causeway.
Click here to visit the WP100 site to download registration forms and RSVP.
Please RSVP for the event so that West Palm 100 can prepare supplies. If you have any additional questions, please contact either Jenni Garrison @ email@example.com or Eric Pinto @ firstname.lastname@example.org.
The event is in conjunction with the Florida Dept of Environmental Protection and PBC Department of Environmental Resources Management.
I am highly opinionated, I’m not going to lie. And I’m not one to keep my opinions to myself in most cases. After all, a girlfriend needs to know that black patent leather shoes are not to be worn by day, and a husband needs to know that if I want to sell my car and ride a bike (read: mooch his car whenever possible), that he’s just going to have to deal with it.
But there are a few topics for which I’ll never understand the need for a debate. Politics, for example. I stay informed and I have specific, fact-supported opinions, but I don’t go shouting them from the rooftops. It’s not that I’m not open to new ideas, I just like to get them from informed sources, not Joe Loudmouth.
Environmental issues aren’t so cut and dry. Yes, I nagged my girlfriend and her husband until they finally ordered recycle bins because COME ON PEOPLE. Now they’re happy little recyclers and the world is a slightly better place.
But what about when it’s not your besties committing the environmental crime? Last weekend, I picniced at our local beach with a couple very good friends and a few extended friends. When it came time to pack up, some crushed beer cans remained on the ground. “Not mine,” everyone crowed, and began to walk away. I rolled my eyes, picked them all up and put them in our group garbage bag, which was plump with beer bottles and cans. The carrier of that bag then plopped it in the public garbage can.
I hesitated, eyeing the bag and wondering if anyone would be offended if I grabbed it and tossed it in our car to take home to sort and recycle. In the end, I left the bag. I figured I’d already made a person or two feel douchy for not picking up the beer cans, and I didn’t want to be one of THOSE people.
In hindsight I think acting on my instincts might have inspired a person or two to think differently, and I wish I’d stuck to my guns. Oh well, at least I picked up the cans.