And yes. We do have a postman. His name is George.
Long, long ago, a friend of mine was backing out of the driveway at night in her great big truck. Our driveway seems to guide you -- and if you let it, it will send you awry, as it sent her -- straight into the postbox. My friend bumped our postbox. It's been leaning a little ever since.
Last year, as Kitty was learning to drive, she was backing out of the driveway. The driveway still seems to guide you. And if you let it, it will still send you awry. Alas, Golf Pro has gotten so used to that, that he didn't watch out, and forgot to warn Kitty of the driveway's mischievousness. She backed into the post box.
Sometime this spring, someone -- I've no idea who -- was backing out of the driveway. In a hurry. The driveway did it's thing, and mischievously guided the hapless driver astray. That person hit the postbox. The post box, having suffered a decade of weather, and several bumpings, cracked.
We were not prompt in our response. Eventually the crack grew. And grew. Until the post box began to lean, not from the sturdy 4x4 post to which it was affixed, but on its own. It's head drooped a little, and slowly by slowly,as the crack grew, it gained a distinct slouch. Instead of facing it's doorway at the house across the street, it faced it's doorway at the gutter across the street. And then sort of at the middle of the street.
And eventually, it was looking at the street about five feet in front of itself. Then four. And the newspapers started sliding out of the newspaper slot...
We tried to slow the inevitable with duct tape, but it was too little too late, and that only slowed things a little.
Finally, we did the right thing. We put the poor thing out of it's misery.
That crack you see there wraps all the way around to the front, and further still to the other side.
I confess, I miss the old one's back door (we now have to walk all the way around to the front of this one to get our mail). But, as well as it can considering the still leaning 4x4 post, this one stands upright, gazing at our neighbor's house across the street. It holds the newspaper, and doesn't drop it in the gutter.
I'm sure that the postman prefers this one.
Lesson: next time someone hits your mailbox and cracks the plastic -- duct tape it right away!