Letters to the Editor

Ross letter: Composting

This summer I contracted the compost contagion. A few days before my birthday my affection arrived as a colorful curb-it compostables collection cart. I’ve never received a gift of such girth. This autumn, if Les Bois’ largess of leaves leaves me in cardiac arrest, then I hope too to fall, or rather, collapse into said cart with woody debris. No need for investigation or legal battles, I hereby waive any mineral rights and cadaver claims. I request a quick compost of my corpse. Free of toxins my remains might be spread upon a green lawn in a peaceful park. Or better a cemetery forever to Rest In Peace. Free of charge, and free at last.

Steven Ross, Boise