"When they was no meat, we ate Frog
When they was no Frog, we ate Crawdad
When they was no Crawdad to be found, we ate sand.
You Ate What?
We Ate Sand.
You Ate Sand?
That's Right."-Raising Arizona
By great good fortune, I stumbled across 4 tons of bagged sand--for free.
My friend, Bob Luttman, called me and said he was cleaning out a warehouse and had over 100 80-lb bags of sand--where did I want them?
Bob and his brother Ron have been cheerleaders and supporters of my gleaning house project since the inception; it was Ron who gave me all those sliding glass doors when his company did an apartment renovation.
So, I had Bob bring the sand down to Southaven, MS, where I could get them and take them the 15 minutes to my burgeoning storage shed in Hernando.
What can one do with sand? Build a slip form stone house, that's what. Concrete and cement. Cob. You name it.
The brothers Luttman might just get their names enshrined in the gleaning house hall of fame yet!
