Bicycle Bob

I was visiting with an older couple this morning.

All of a sudden the man (Bicycle Bob) ran over to the fridge and grabbed a couple of water bottles as he said, “Oh, my guys are coming,” as he heard the Waste Pro truck approaching.

He gave a bottle to each of the young men on the truck. His wife told me that he worked as a garbage man many, many years ago and that he takes water out to the workers almost every time they come.

I know this seems kind of random, but then if you know anything about this blog there are a lot of random moments represented here.

Here’s why I included it today. (Besides the fact that I think it is a really cool thing to do).

I saw Bicycle Bob yesterday.

It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other so we were catching up on life. I told him that the last time I saw him he did something that impressed me so much that I wrote about it on my blog. I told him that what he did probably didn’t seem like a big deal to him but that it made an impression on me.

I gave him a card with the blog address on it and he just grinned and grinned. He said if he couldn’t figure it out he would get his sons to help him.

And lo, and behold, I can’t find where I ever published this on my blog. It was still in a draft, waiting to be fleshed out.

Back to Bob.

It might seem like a small thing…water bottles to some guys that are “just doing their job’. But, truly, isn’t it a job most of us would avoid, especially in the hot summer months?

But Bicycle Bob knows what it was like to do that job and so he validates his trash collector guys and acknowledges that they are people, not just worker bees. He provides something practical. Cold, fresh water.

Somehow I don’t think Bicycle Bob’s kids or grandkids would be surprised by the kindness of this man.


  1. Pat klug says:

    I can appreciate where Bob is coming from. Many years ago, when we could still give such things to our sanitary collectors, they would fine an occasional six pack of beer waiting for them on a hot summer day.

    At one of our neighborhood get-to-gethers, one of my friends mentioned how she hated chasing down the empty trash container on cold and windy garbage days. I just smiled like the Mona Lisa, as my containers were always brought directly up to my garage door.

  2. Pat Kramer says:

    Bicycle Bob is my neighbor and he is one of the nicest guys I know. He would give the shirt off of his back if you needed it. He is definitely a genuine, caring, giving person and he deserves to be recognized.

    • Cindi says:

      Hi Pat, Thank you for stopping by. He is such a nice man, isn’t he? I enjoy talking to him whenever I see him!

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