Scattered Garbage

Growing up in the 1980s in Scarborough, Ontario was simply the best, it was freedom.Children woke at dawn to watch Saturday morning cartoons. They would put on their Walkmans, jump on their bikes and stay out all day until the streetlights came on; stopping at the local variety store for popsicles, Nerds or Bubblicious. They would play by the lake on the train tracks, or even stop off at the local library to get the latest Nancy Drew book. There were no cell phones, no social media ... just...