Okay, here's some historical nostalgia for people under sixty or so. The postal service used to be the equivalent of the internet today. It was the arteries and veins through which society operated. Mail came twice a day most places. For many, it was delivered house-to-house through a slot in the door. Post offices were the community centers for towns large, small, and tiny. Live chicks would be delivered in low square boxes to people in the country, and the post office would phone the recipients for pick-up. Now, the postal service struggles for a role, and they've taken up completing delivery for other courier services, so you see postal trucks wandering around at night and on Sundays, and the mail delivery schedule is a product of what else they are trying to do. The closing of the post office in small towns is often the death knell of the town as a community. Still no tobacco, but likely tomorrow.
