I wonder how many people get a newspaper delivered to their door these days? I know there are some, but they are usually delivered by car. Are there “paperboys” (or girls) anymore? It’s been a long time since I’ve noticed any.
When I was a kid, every neighbourhood had a paperboy. I don’t think it was something girls did back then, but I remember helping out a couple of times:
I was outside on the verandah of our white clapboard house, wearing my brand-new, brown sandals, when my brother, who was nine years older, picked up his bag of newspapers and asked if I wanted to help him deliver them.
“Yes!” I cried with delight and ran down the steps.
I didn’t notice that the sky was becoming a little dark, but my mother did.
“Change your shoes, Judy. It’s going to rain and you’ll get your sandals wet!”
Too late! I was already headed down the street chasing my brother.
Robert handed me a newspaper and told me on which doorstep to place it, while he did the same on the other side of the street.
It wasn’t a big route and we were finished in about half an hour. But before we made it home, the clouds opened with a burst of rain that was soon pelting down on us and swirling in huge puddles on the street and sidewalks. I splashed home as fast as my little legs would carry me, but much to my mother’s chagrin, my new sandals were now soggy, and I got a tongue lashing. I don’t remember how the sandals fared after they dried out, but I suspect that they stayed together and I wore them until they no longer fit me.
I remember another time when I was walking home from somewhere, older then, when another paper boy stopped to ask me if I could deliver a paper for him on my way by a particular house. Being shy and unquestioning, I took the paper and knocked on the door, but no one answered. I must have been told to deliver it directly because I remember that I didn’t know what to do with it. I vaguely recall taking it home and asked my dad. He told me that the boy shouldn’t have given it to me, but he made sure it got delivered.
We still have two weekly papers delivered. I rarely see the delivery but I think they are kids who are driven around the route. I do see other kids pulling wagons and bundle buggies with papers in them, so yes, there are still “paperboys (and girls.)” I’m enjoying these trips down your memory lane.
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We used to get two weekly papers; now there is only one and it’s not really for our area, but Belleville/Trenton, and it dropped from a car at the end of the driveway.
Interesting story of days gone by. Think it will reawaken memories for many.
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Just one of my. sometimes brief, memories from my childhood.