Snow plows take them down every winter. -Especially on long, straight roads where the plow can get up to speed. The tidal wave of snow coming off the blade is more than they can handle.
Strange little beasties the Mailbox. Only thing I ever had to pay money to buy for the convenience to get a Federal worker to come to my home to deliver good or bad news.
---Through rain and snow and dark of night----- and the Post man rings twice. Some people still have the old mail slots in their front door, beautiful old oak doors hard to find today, well worth the price but useless for mail delivery as the postal Union said the bending down for the mail men put a strain on their back.
Onward to the little black box next to the front door, last time I had one of these was in the late 70's in the south and the mail man on foot tried to sell me pot.
RFD, now we had that in Tennessee when we lived in the boonies. Had to have a road side mail box and it was kept free of plants of any kind. No Flowers or weeds that drew in the bugs--hornets, bees or chiggers, no loose dogs or mean male Goats to charge the mail trucks.
Up here the old road side mail boxes are going out of quite fast, the dirt roads that lead to summer camps and more and more winterized year long homes no longer advertise they live there for any amount of time, not often one out exploring will find a road off to the side with mail boxes with the name of the owners a tip off to the ugly that there may be pickings just down the road.
Today we in our village have a shed with mail boxes for the 300 or so home owners. We have had our box broken into a few times so we also have everything important sent to a PO box at the town post office.
This doesn't mean anyone of us is safe, we got by mistake a neighbors insurance re new that could have cost him his home.
Then remember the days of the black bordered envelopes, and the every now and then news story about someone receiving a letter from their father 30 years ago that just got lost somewhere and finally showed up.
