i have a habit of putting out the mail. i started forming this habit in 1971.
before then, there was a mailbox just outside my front door. it was the last mailbox in the town limits, on state route 56. when my mom or dad paid the bills, my sisters and i took turns, dropping the mail in the blue box. when my parent closed the store in 1971, the usps took our mail box out. as i recall, the they cut the box off at its feet, leaving four rust stains and little piles of concrete rubble.