Out Our Way: Along the Covenant Trail with Goliath

Out our way, Goliath and I used to ride in the hills behind the corral and arena area - and not too far past the pasture gate was a junk pile. Mostly old boards and such, but clearly things that were no longer of any use and just tossed away to decay and fall apart.

Years ago when I worked with the Salvation Army, I regularly drove truckloads of unusable and worthless junk to the landfill east of town. At one tim, all of it had been new and valuable, filling the purpose for which it had been made. But in time, worn out or simply discarded as useless, it became nothing but junk.

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