My second mail carrier story goes like this. One day, I was waiting for the mail carrier to finish sorting the mail into the apartment complex mail slots. We started talking, discovered both of us had moved from San Diego. He stopped what he was doing, turned to me and said, "Did you live on Clairemont Mesa Blvd, Apt..."? I said, "Yes"? And he said, "I used to deliver your mail in San Diego"? It seems he recognized my last name, Berry-Morin, on the mail and was thinking I might be the same person!
What a wonderful world we live in!