Richmond Review reader is a real sweetie to newspaper delivery boys
My son, Alexander was a paper carrier for the venerable Richmond Review for three years relinquishing his duties to his 11-year-old twin brothers, Nathaniel and Nicholas in September 2012 when he went on to bigger and better things at university.
The twins currently have three routes, a responsibility of more than 100 papers delivered twice a week every week, and, if the mathematical part of my brain is correct, that’s 104 deliveries each year through all kinds of weather including torrential rains, heavy winds, and heavy winds and torrential rains at the same time and even hail. And, let me tell you, hail hurts when it falls on you!
But, really who cares all that much about a free local newspaper and whether or not it gets delivered other than of course the newspaper itself, the businesses that have flyers therein, and the paper carriers who are conscientious?
Well, I’d like to say that I know of at least one person who does:- she's a sweet little old lady (and I do hope she doesn't mind my referring to her as such) who lives on Bakerview Drive.
Every year she has given my boy(s) a little something at the end of the year as a “thank you” for always putting her Review in her black mailbox and raising the red flag so that she knows she has a delivery just by looking out her window. A very nice gesture, in my most humble of opinions.
On behalf of my boys, I’d like to recognize her thoughtfulness:- Thank you! You really are a sweetie!