Daily Local News (West Chester, PA)
Living in a world of boxes
Boxes are everywhere. What would we ever do without them?
The UPS guys who deliver in my neighborhood are very busy.
Some neighbors even receive a box or two a day. And then all that cardboard fills up the recycling bins.
Boxes are everywhere. What would we ever do without them?
What woman doesn’t enjoy receiving a turquoise or aqua Tiffany jewelry box? That special box often signals that somebody was very good or somebody else was very bad.
I start to salivate when viewing a pizza box. Nobody ever carries pizza in a bag. And often a little puddle is left in a pizza box making it ineligible for recycling.
Business owners at the Jersey Shore once referred to some day trippers as “shoobies” since they’d bring their lunch in a shoe box and not patronize the local merchants.
Many of us lovingly keep old photographs in a shoe box.
Why in the world is it called a boxing ring when the ring is square? Pennsylvania boxers Joe Frazier, Rocky and Billy Soose all boxed somebody’s ears.
Remember those old plastic milk crates? Although few of us still collect albums, they fit perfectly into a milk crate.
At White Sands, National
Monument in New Mexico, many slide down the slopes on flattened out cardboard boxes. The same goes for skidding down a snow covered hill in Chester County. Sometimes the box riders travel faster than those on a real sled or toboggan.
We’ve all heard to not run the car over an old refrigerator box sitting in the street since kids and pets love to play within. I know one person who remembers playing in boxes from an appliance store.
Why would anybody ever buy a cardboard box for packing when the liquor store has plenty for free?
Why is it so difficult to remove the tape from a packing box? Once the box is opened, those packing peanuts have a tendency to explode from the box.
Thieves have noticed all those boxes too. Indiscriminately, some nasty person will filch a box without knowing what is inside. It’s kinda like playing Russian roulette. Chances are, they could be stealing shoes or clothes that don’t fit.
When did kids start drinking out of boxes and when did glass jugs for milk become boxes?
I’ve sat in luxury boxes but would rather be out in the sunshine or under the stars.
My old man had a job years ago putting toasters in boxes at Lasko and sealing them up. I boxed items at QVC for a short time period. How many of us had jobs like these?
Why do they call the anchor store at the mall a big box store? Is it the store’s shape or how items are delivered to it?
In Boy Scouts, we often burned cardboard. Paper sits in the fire but burning cardboard floats, bobs and weaves in the air.
I lived in a mobile home park near Vail, Colorado. We lovingly referred to it as “box city.”
Boxes with handles are always better but we must be careful to not overload or watch the bottom of the box explode, while dumping its contents.
When you were small did you have the large or small box of crayons. Did you color inside the lines of boxes or outside?
What little girl didn’t look through her mother’s jewelry box and dream of one of her own?
Have you unpacked all the boxes form your last move? Why call a dog a boxer? I love to explore box canyons but don’t spend too much time there because of the risk of flash floods.
Oh yeah, and one day, I’ll be pushing up daisies and looking up at the grass when they plant me in my final resting place – a box.