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Mailman
In my day, the mail carrier was called the Mailman. However, I don't recall any women choosing the profession. He came to our house twice a day. Once in the morning, And once in the afternoon. Time went slower then and he had time. He could deliver the mail and talk to us kids a while too. Once when he came by we were playing mumbly-peg. He asked what we were doing and we showed him. He got out his own knife Balanced it on his finger and ka chunk, it stuck expertly the first time. His blade stuck in the ground every time. Mine came a little too close to my toes but stuck. He complimented the risky landing then folded up his knife and put it back in the mail bag draped over his shoulder. The leather, old and very worn gave way on the edge where he reached in for the letter that needed to be delivered next door. Leaning into the weight of the bag, he was on his way.
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