We also knew more about recycling than they do today. We used to turn soda bottles and beer bottles back in and got a deposit to go toward the next 6 pack or case. We really didn't know that much about a landfill because material was turned into quilts and we had a burn pile or burn barrel that was surrounded in a small open lot of nothing but dirt, no grass or weeds. It all got burned. Clothes were passed onto another member of the family whether it be sister, brother or cousin. That is how many quilts came to be. People appreciated handmade more than some one who just slapped a few bucks down. Anything handmade, whether it be knitted, crocheted, or quilted or sewn was gloated over like a newborn babe by men and women both. Those were the good "ole" days. Any utensils or tools for any use that were passed on were cherished by both men and women and they were proud to be the conservators of the piece. They always had a place where they were displayed with pride.