Dear Postal Person,
Thank you for taking the trouble to push through the snow on my gate and my path to put my parcels in the comfy porch chair. I assume that you’re getting paid during the government shutdown, but I know that your job takes a lot of attention to detail, some risk, and a lot of steps (hopefully to keep you healthy), and I appreciate that. If you put me on the end of your route some summer day, maybe we can sit down on the porch (you get the comfy) chair, and have a beer or a Coke or some tea.
#yearoflove
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January 25, 2019 at 11:12 am
Issy
As a little girl, I used to walk my block with our postman, a gentle, grandfatherly gentleman. He always remembered my birthday and would bring me something special, even after we had moved away. He taught me a lot about kindness and true caring. I have always had fond feelings for those who help keep us connected to the world because of him. Thanks for bringing up wonderful memories! ā¤
January 25, 2019 at 11:14 am
Seasweetie
Love you!
November 13, 2019 at 6:21 am
YDU
Nice idea, I like it ! š