“Neither rain, nor sleet, nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds”
Many years ago, I spent some time working as a letter carrier for the U.S. Postal Service in New York City. During that time I met some very interesting people and enjoyed becoming familiar with the streets of Manhattan. I also learned a few things that I might not have otherwise learned. For example, I learned how to drive a one-ton mail truck, and how to parallel park that same truck using store windows as my guide.
Maybe it is because I spent time wearing that blue uniform that I make an effort to show appreciation for the work that postal employees do. After all, six days a week (at least for now) they deliver precious cargo: letters from friends and family, money and gifts, and all sorts of other things. Those items that we receive remind us that we are not forgotten; that someone, somewhere is thinking about us. For some people, getting their mail is the best part of the day.
Today is Black Friday and it is the beginning of a very trying time for the staff at the post office, the busy holiday season. During these next few weeks people will be heading to the post office in droves and I know that I’ll be among them. And so, this afternoon I brought a Pumpkin Pie covered with whipped cream to the men and women of our local post office to let them know that I appreciate what they do for all of us.