The Mail Must be Delivered

On May 5 of this year, I called the local florist and ordered a flower arrangement for my dear brother-in-law (and a beautiful arrangement it was!). Because I called it in and the owners know me well, they just charged it to me. They usually do this for me then send me a bill through the postal service. I was so pleased with the florist and told them so on many, many occasions; but, I noticed they were a bit quiet the last time I ordered from them. (Since May, when I ordered, I had gone in to order and paid them on the spot). I had wondered why I had not received a bill for the May flowers but decided that they were just backed up with business or something and that I would get it soon, not realizing how long it had actually been since I had placed the order. Yesterday, I received a phone message from one of the workers saying that the owner was wondering if I had thought I had paid them or if, perhaps, my check had been lost in the mail. Actually, when I returned the call, I learned that they had sent the bill to my old box number and the post office had not forwarded it to me as was our request (You see, we get so much mail that we had to get a bigger box; however, I had kept the old box for a long time so that the transition could be made. Then we requested our mail be forwarded). The florist indicated that the bill had not been returned and neither had it been forwarded. (Please note, that bill has been paid as of yesterday afternoon).

On this date, in the year 1775, Benjamin Franklin became the first postmaster general. He did a lot to establish a mail system for our country. Now, I wonder what he would think of today's system. Would he be pleased with the US Postal Service today? Would he see much change? Hmm...I say thank you for getting the ball rolling, Mr. Franklin, but snail mail is still with us, even if it is delivered at some speed and accuracy, regardless of rain, sleet, or snow. (Everything's okay now, though...problems are solved)