I work at a mortgage co. The janitor is a friendly old guy, always a joke to tell, or some story. The building had a leak, and we got talking about roofing. Then he asked what I was doing this weekend. I told him moving my wood under my carport. He then told me that for 28 yrs, he worked for the county parks dept, and they give away all the wood they collect. Yup, most leave it, that's how I get mine. He stops me, and says no, it's all split already. I laugh. He insists. C'mon Joe, your busting my chops. Nope, he swears! Really? Yup. How do you guys give away split wood, I ask. Well, the parks dept wants to keep their guys busy, so they take it to the lot. To keep the guys working, they have them split it, and stack it, for free to give away. You just drive up, and take all you want. He gave me an address and directions. This would be a great find, if he's serious. I'm on a mission to check it out, and may break my vow of no firewood in new car.