Somers Disposes of 39 Tons of E-Waste, Scrap Metal

Margaret DiLorenzo, Mike Fiorillo, Town Supervisor Rick Morrissey, Judy Voss, Councilman Anthony J. Cirieco, Robin Melen and Rick Melen Credits: Judy Voss

SOMERS, N.Y. – Another successful E-Waste Recycling Day was held on Earth Day (Saturday, April 22), at Somers Intermediate School. The annual event, organized by the Somers PTA Council, encourages residents to drop off their recyclable, which, for a donation, are disposed of properly.

• The PTA Council raised $3,065 through donations when residents dropped off their recyclables. This money goes to the PTA Council for student programming and other support efforts.

• City Carting and Recycling ended up with an estimated 22 tons of e-waste and 17 tons of scrap metal.

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Somers Town Supervisor Rick Morrissey and Councilman Anthony J. Cirieco stopped by to acknowledge the day’s efforts as well as The Somers Record columnist Rick Melen and his wife, Robin, who helped the council collect donations.

The event was organized by Margaret DiLorenzo and Judy Voss, co-chairs of the PTA Council Sustainability Committee, and Michael Fiorillo, general manager of City Carting and Recycling. The council thanked middle school eighth graders P.J. Rossetti, Cole Zampaglione and Joe Torre, who helped collect donations.

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