WHEN I GET OLDER, I WANT TO TAKE A VACATION IN BATTLE CREEK, MICHIGAN

The mailman came and brought me a little box! I love you, mailman, and I always have. Even when I was a little boy, and even though there are a million of you. I can’t wait to see you again! What will you do next? I hope it is what you always do. I especially like it when you have silvery hair and a little limp.

And now I will open that box again. The box you sent me is filled with foam. Filled! With foam! Thank you! Love? There you go, limping away, with a smile. He’s waving! Mailman, how I love you!