March from Maggie - Mailman book

 

Apologies for my redundant comments that I want to get out my paints and do some flowers. This particular color combination is calling to me. Instead, I am trying to fill up a dozen posts because someone has reset the Time Machine and making time go faster. Why did Google just capitalize the word -time- and the word -machine-. That is very suspicious. Or perhaps I am exposing myself as clueless and or ignorant. 

At least Clover provided us with a fantastic new book to read. Thank you, Clover. I like that border and it's giving me an idea for how to do a better stamp border than the way I usually do them.

Here's the blurb that goes with the book.

1966, Chicago. Backlogged with millions of undelivered letters, the post office announces a temporary closure. But eighty-one-year-old Henry Walton can’t stand idly by when there’s mail waiting to be delivered. He believes letters are what keep people connected, and he’s not about to let them get lost in the chaos. 

Plus, connection keeps the mind sharp—according to a note someone’s pinned up in his kitchen.

While the post office scrambles to get things under control, Henry races against time and forgetfulness. Taking it upon himself to deliver the mail, he discovers hatred and tragedy, triumph and joy in the letters he carries and the people he meets along the way.

Inspired by true events, this delightful story will linger with readers long after they turn the last page—and might just inspire someone to write a letter, the old-fashioned way.