1. Case drove to the post office in Hayward (20 miles) to mail an important small package. As he drove up, he sees Al, our mailman and another letter carrier landscaping in front of the office. "Are you being paid extra for this? Case asks. "No, we're off the clock. It just needs to be done." [Wow!] Case then realizes that the post office closed 10 minutes ago and says so out loud. "No problem," Al says. "I can take your money." Case not only wants a tracking number but also doesn't have exact change. Again "No problem. I will leave your tracking number and change in your mailbox tomorrow."
Don't you just love small town America!
2. In the nearly four years that we have lived here, I have never tipped the kayak until yesterday. I was gliding into my spot next to the dock after an evening paddle. My usual getting out procedure is standing up and rolling on the dock in one move so I don't get my feet wet. Then I pull the kayak up to its parking place on land. Well, as I am writing this...perhaps that technique shouldn't be used by a nearly 60 year old woman. I had gotten away with it so far until yesterday. The kayak bolted under the dock and I landed in 18 inches of water. No possibility of drowning with a life jacket on and land within reach but I did get quite a soaking. I am going to rethink my landing method.
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