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Floyd Martin retires after nearly 35 years as a mailman.
Floyd graduated from Marietta High School in 1975 and took the postal service test a few years later. By the time they got in touch he already had a job at a bank, but the USPS offered to double his pay. “I was like, OK when you do want me to start?”
To quote one of the comments on the article
Page, “This is the real America, the one I remember from my childhood.”
Yup. I remember when I was growing up, the Philadelphia paper truck would put a stack of papers on the corner with a bowl on top. We would put in our nickel and take a paper. When all the papers were gone and the bowl was full, the truck would come back and take the bowl full of nickels. This was a modest neighborhood. Everyone worked. No government money. But no one ever thought of stealing the nickels.
To quote one of the comments on the article
Page, “This is the real America, the one I remember from my childhood.”
Yup. I remember when I was growing up, the Philadelphia paper truck would put a stack of papers on the corner with a bowl on top. We would put in our nickel and take a paper. When all the papers were gone and the bowl was full, the truck would come back and take the bowl full of nickels. This was a modest neighborhood. Everyone worked. No government money. But no one ever thought of stealing the nickels.
To quote one of the comments on the article
Page, “This is the real America, the one I remember from my childhood.”
Yup. I remember when I was growing up, the Philadelphia paper truck would put a stack of papers on the corner with a bowl on top. We would put in our nickel and take a paper. When all the papers were gone and the bowl was full, the truck would come back and take the bowl full of nickels. This was a modest neighborhood. Everyone worked. No government money. But no one ever thought of stealing the nickels.
To quote one of the comments on the article
Page, “This is the real America, the one I remember from my childhood.”
Yup. I remember when I was growing up, the Philadelphia paper truck would put a stack of papers on the corner with a bowl on top. We would put in our nickel and take a paper. When all the papers were gone and the bowl was full, the truck would come back and take the bowl full of nickels. This was a modest neighborhood. Everyone worked. No government money. But no one ever thought of stealing the nickels.
Wow !
Wow !
To quote one of the comments on the article
Page, “This is the real America, the one I remember from my childhood.”
Yup. I remember when I was growing up, the Philadelphia paper truck would put a stack of papers on the corner with a bowl on top. We would put in our nickel and take a paper. When all the papers were gone and the bowl was full, the truck would come back and take the bowl full of nickels. This was a modest neighborhood. Everyone worked. No government money. But no one ever thought of stealing the nickels.
To quote one of the comments on the article
Page, “This is the real America, the one I remember from my childhood.”
Yup. I remember when I was growing up, the Philadelphia paper truck would put a stack of papers on the corner with a bowl on top. We would put in our nickel and take a paper. When all the papers were gone and the bowl was full, the truck would come back and take the bowl full of nickels. This was a modest neighborhood. Everyone worked. No government money. But no one ever thought of stealing the nickels.