While Troy was checking over our the hydraulics on our motorhome,
Eric and I drove to the local Post Office to get our mail.
Our son, Adam, is our mail service. He recently packed up the mail we requested,
put it in a Priority Mail Envelope, addressed it to us at General Delivery at
the Post Office of our choice, and sent it to us.
This was so worth the wait. Thanks for the post card, Rich!
Some statements still come on paper. We don't have online
voting in New York, so Absentee Ballots are necessary.
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