Letters to the Editor

November 27, 2013

Paper route taught important life lessons

As I walked out to my driveway for my newspaper recently, the chilly air reminded me of those cold Pennsylvania mornings of my youth when I woke up well before sunrise and trudged, many times in the snow and half asleep, to the curb at the neighborhood grocery store to collect the bundles of newspapers dumped there, awaiting me. It was cold, kneeling there, folding and stuffing them in canvas bags. Then, I would climb on my Schwinn and deliver them throughout the steel mill town in which I grew up.

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