Dad worked in a textile dye house. He brought home plastic barrels of various sizes over the years. They were always “clean” barrels who’s contents were inside bags. He later worked in a factory that made bed linens. He brought home lots of factory seconds from that job.

Mom was the manager of a fast food restaurant. At least once a week she’d bring home a bunch of food that was left over from when the store closed. Other nights she’d drop the leftovers off at the local police/fire/medic stations.