This one hits kinda close to home for me. My dad is a retired letter carrier. He carried the mail in Lebanon ALL MY LIFE and the thought of anything worse than a fender bender(which never happed his whole career by the way) or a dog bite (that did happen a time or two) never once entered my mind. I'm not sure if either of the people mentioined in this story were letter carriers or not but this sure puts my daddy's former job into perspective for me. WOW
This is me and dad in 2010. Which again tells me..I NEED TO HAVE MY PICTURE MADE WITH MY DADDY MORE.