LETTERS: A TRIBUTE TO OUR POSTMAN FOR THE MANY THINGS YOU DO

To the editor:

Several weeks ago a postman who goes to our church died. I got to thinking about our own postman and how I wouldn't even recognize him if I ran into him in town. Thoughts of the work that these men and women do ran through my mind until I sat and put pen to paper before I slept.

A tribute to our postman: Day in and day out you come like a silent friend. I don't see you or talk to you, but I miss you on days when you do not come. You know so much about us: our taste in magazines, who we owe money to, our hobbies, where we bank and which charities we support. You even know if we pay our bills on time, and yet you keep your knowledge about us to yourself. You come and bring us news and letters from friends. Thank you for the good job that you do.

JUDY STRICKER

Cape Girardeau