Originally Posted by
M R Dux
John Mellencamp sang about small town living. Many of us grew up in the sticks and while that's where my heart is, my family dragged me into a small town 25 years ago.
I had ordered a tool for my boat a couple of days ago. Tracking said it would arrive on Friday from Amazon. I had to run by the post office to pick up a book of stamps to mail my Mother her birthday card. As I walked away from my truck towards the building, I heard a horn blow several times. Normally I would have ignored it but it kept up. I looked towards the noise and saw a hand waiving wildly out of a UPS truck on the street in front of the post office. The UPS truck whipped into the parking lot and my normal UPS guy said "I've got a package for you". It was the tool a day early. We small chatted at 6 feet apart about business and how things were going. As he drove off, I wondered how many of us still really know our mailman? Our UPS driver? Folks in our community? Our NEIGHBORS? This guy knows the folks on his route and saved me another a trip to my shop, which I had just left. I thanked him for his kindness.
We will get over this virus crisis and be better for it. Maybe we can't go back to Mayberry but a small town doesn't look so bad.