How Susie Bayer’s T-Shirt Ended Up on Yusuf Mama’s Back

This is a fascinating article about what happens to donated clothing…

We send tons of stuff to Goodwill each year and I wondered what the process was and what happened to all that stuff.

Now I know…..

From the  George Packer at the New Times back in 2002:

If you’ve ever left a bag of clothes outside the Salvation Army or given to a local church drive, chances are that you’ve dressed an African. All over Africa, people are wearing what Americans once wore and no longer want. Visit the continent and you’ll find faded remnants of secondhand clothing in the strangest of places. The ”Let’s Help Make Philadelphia the Fashion Capital of the World” T-shirt on a Malawian laborer. The white bathrobe on a Liberian rebel boy with his wig and automatic rifle. And the muddy orange sweatshirt on the skeleton of a small child, lying on its side in a Rwandan classroom that has become a genocide memorial.

A long chain of charity and commerce binds the world’s richest and poorest people in accidental intimacy. It’s a curious feature of the global age that hardly anyone on either end knows it.

A few years ago, Susie Bayer bought a T-shirt for her workouts with the personal trainer who comes regularly to her apartment on East 65th Street in Manhattan. It was a pale gray cotton shirt, size large, made in the U.S.A. by JanSport, with the red and black logo of the University of Pennsylvania on its front. Over time, it got a few stains on it, and Bayer, who is 72, needed more drawer space, so last fall she decided to get rid of the shirt. She sent it, along with a few other T-shirts and a couple of silk nightgowns, to the thrift shop that she has been donating her clothes to for the past 40 years.

More:  How Susie Bayer’s T-Shirt Ended Up on Yusuf Mama’s Back – New York Times.

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One response to “How Susie Bayer’s T-Shirt Ended Up on Yusuf Mama’s Back

  1. Brian

    Wow, I enjoyed that. Despite having my mellow “harshed”.

    Like

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