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NOTE: 2019 02 22 21H17 EST The Mailman Was My Friend -
The Mailman Was My Friend
- maybe a bit weird, but he was a nice person to me when I needed it as a child... he made a difference that I still think back on fondly today...
Ok, well, there'll be glaring
Sad parts to what I'll be on about here
But they're only to provide context
And definitely not be the focal point
Of why I'm telling you about it
This takes place when I was a child
Around the age of 9 or so,
But it'd been happening before then
Every day after school, my brother
And I were awaited by kids for a beating
On our way home from school,
Knowing what awaited us each day,
We'd seek out the Parents-Secours signs
On the houses on the way to ours
Just to make it home safe
The neighborhood kids acted hostile against us
I didn't understand it at the time, but as an adult,
Recalling the words of some adults at the time
Telling me: "I know why you can't go to Marie's house anymore."
And when I asked why, they said to me that they can't tell me
Thinking back on that, why would any adult say that to a child?
Maybe their children heard their parents' bitching and griping
About my parents? If so, obviously their gripes were violent
For their kids to think it ok to treat us this way, or so I think now
But I really don't know. Mean-spirited adults have very negative
Effects on how their own children behave, I've come to believe
But anyway, that's not the story. The story is about our neighborhood
Mailman and how he witnessed our assaults after school
Many days during the week; he was around. So we would walk
Together back home, and I was safe ... And our conversations were great
I can't say that I remember the specifics of those conversations
But the strong happy feeling remains in my memories
I think he enjoyed my company as well
When he was assigned to a new route in his job
He gave me a big bag of pennies and let me know he was going
We said goodbye then
I still remember him today
In those years, there weren't many
Trustworthy adults, and even though
He was a total stranger, he couldn't
Have been any nicer
This is a really good memory
Thought I'd share it as best
As I can. He was simply a really
Very good, kind-hearted man
*Parents-Secours: a city registered community initiative to help children in the neighborhood who need help when their parents aren't around... Registrants to the program get a big card they can put in their window. So children who need their help, see their sign and ring their doorbell, they're supposed to help. When I was in elementary school that's what was around anyway...
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Written on 2019-02-23 at 03:31
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