In Tamarind Grove, thunder at about 3:30 woke me. I looked out my front window and the paper was in the driveway. I ran out to get it before it might get wet, it was double-bagged and dry as a bone.
My delivery person lives in Coleman, that's a good ten miles south of here. In 5+ years we've never had to call for not receiving the paper. I think one of the toughest jobs is delivering the newspaper and we are fortunate to have a great one.
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