As a young man, I used to deliver the paper (on foot or by bicycle) so yes, I remember the Sunday paper well. As I recall, there were quite a few people that only had a subscription to the weekend papers. Many people directly paid for their subscription to the newspaper company, but we had to go out and collect the others on our own.
Today, paperboys would be reported to Child Protective Services for abuse.
I had the morning route for the morning Dayton Journal-Herald.
I walked, because I knew all the shortcuts through yards.
The daily paper was not that bad. I had around 45 customers.
The Sunday edition was heavy, but I could do it.
The ONLY time I remember not being able to get into my bag was on Thanksgiving eve.
I wasn't strong enough to lift it, so I had to make several trips.
About eight papers per front and eight in the back.
When you are 11 years old, that really sucks, particularly because I did this at 430 am.
Don't get me started on bitchy customers who would call my house and wake my parents up.
Some times the presses would go down, and boy would my customers throw a fit if they "Wanted to see what Garfield was doing this morning."
FFS, I was a KID.
And it's 630 am.