Marv told me about a group with a unique mission: picking up trash along the 118 Freeway in Northridge, California. The catch? We’d be doing this while cars zoomed by at breakneck speeds—80 miles per hour, no less. It sounded equal parts insane and inspiring, so I joined in.
We made it through the day, adrenaline pumping as we dodged traffic and bagged debris. That experience stuck with me, sparking a small but determined mission of my own. I began picking up trash along Bell Canyon Road every week, doing my part to restore a little beauty to the chaos left by others. It’s not glamorous, but it’s my way of giving back—and proving that even small efforts can make a big difference.