Nancy Classics by Ernie Bushmiller for March 30, 2015

Where I live has a similar history (but I think just household trash from the 1840s and beyond); when we were kids playing outside, my siblings and I found dozens of glass pieces (not usually sharp, but still) and even a number of whole bottles in various colors (which were washed and put on display in the kitchen). Occasional other things, like bits of ceramic (broken plates or insulation), metal bits, etc. The grassy areas were/are safe for bare feet, but shoes were always required for the side yard. One can still find glass pieces in the side yard, especially after a rain, 26 years later. Apparently when we moved here, my dad hired my oldest sister (I think she was 10) to pick up glass pieces—5 cents per piece—but that rapidly had to be changed to 1 cent per piece, and then 1 cent per 10 pieces!