We live in a small, rural Texas town. Nice distance to and from Houston, Dallas and Austin.
Ike was coming. Here come the relatives from Houston to stay out of the storms path.
We are sitting in the living room visting and the lights go out. Then the rains starts, the wind
and we are in a hurricane. The outskirts but still in it.
Don't know why but somebody said, Well should we go check the mail. Everybody laughed because there
was no way that anybody was going out to deliver the mail in a hurricane. Our mailbox is at the street
and is delivered by the postal worker in a jeep.
The utilities come on late Sunday. Monday morning I go to the mailbox and the mail is there.
It is soggy but it is there. That mail was delivered Saturday during the hurricane because I also received
mail Monday afternoon. I guess the postal service takes their motto seriously.
Thanks for the dedication but next time I'll be willing to wait for my bills.
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