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Preacher's Piece

There is no mystery in day to day life quite as exhilarating as the ordinary mailbox. Every day the possibility of something new arrives when the mailman stops at the end of the driveway and drops off the mail. I always thought being a mail carrier would be the best job in the world. You get to see the people on your route every day and you are the one they always look forward to seeing.

Growing up, we didn’t necessarily watch and wait for him, but we were excited when we saw the mailman. I remember one time several years ago, I had transmission problems on my antique 1936 Chevrolet Standard c...


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