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Recycling Company Exceeds Fundraising Goal For Katrina Victims

By Terri Rimmer

Gachman Metals and Recycling Company in Fort Worth, TX has raised $10,000, over half of what they strived to collect from employees and the general public for Hurricane Katrina victims.

The family owned business started a donation drive for food, clothes, and monetary contributions to the Tarrant Area Food Bank for victims of the hurricane on Sept. 3rd.

Since 1913 Gachman has built a reputation of reliability and service, meeting customers’ needs.

Adding to the company’s slogan of “conserving resources through recycling” the company has been a leader in addressing environmental safety issues including air and water pollution.

The company is one of the largest scrap metal recycling companies in the city conserving natural resources and a leader in the metroplex.

Based on a 14-acre site Gachman processes all types of scrap metals from low-grade to space age titanium.

Most small suppliers deliver their materials to Gachman’s processing facility where the purchased scrap is separated into categories, inspected, processed, and inventoried.

A variety of equipment is used to process thousands of tons of scrap recycled by Gachman annually. The company buys aluminum, brass, copper, steel, stainless steel, iron, and all other metal grades. They sell aluminum, copper, and brass locally, nationally, and internationally.

According to Gachman, without the recycling industry the U.S. would be flooded with discarded appliances, cars, and other unwanted materials far exceeding existing landfill and dump site capacities. Recycling scrap metals results in a significant energy savings, according to Gachman’s website.

Approximately 40 percent of the copper used each year is from recycled scrap copper processed at an energy savings of more than 60 percent. In addition to savings in energy and natural resources necessary to produce raw materials, recycling scrap metal bypasses the harmful environmental side effects associated with metal manufacturing.

Recycling produces no environmentally harmful oxides which are by-products during the initial chemical manufacturing of ore to metals.

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