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He was just that and more. His route was one that consisted mainly of nursing homes and assisted living complexes. He would tell me stories of the ladies on his route that would put cookies out for him and if he didnt take it, they would shove it in his bag or leave it on the seat of his truck. He got alot of joy from his work on the good days and put up with alot of gruff on the bad ones. He had to dig his truck out of many snowbanks and spent hours everyday in 114 degree heat in a truck with no air conditioning. Next summer when you see your mailman out there in the heat, remember there is no air conditioning in those trucks. Im sorry if I ramble but I am still in shock over the cruel words written to me and my family this morning. I am just glad that my father is on the road and didnt get a chance to read those hurtful things. Thanks to the moderator for removing that person from this caring forum.

God bless you and your daughter! I work for the Post Office--and so does my hubby, who is a rural carrier. The thought of losing him hurts my heart so much--I can't imagine how terrible your grief must be!

Thank you for being so passionate--not about your loss but about our need to show love to one another. It is so easy to take each other for granted--instead of seeing each other as a gift God gives us to rejoice in. I admire your determination to remind us of this.

I believe Satan hates to see us happy--and rejoices when he can find a soul who will help him destroy our joy. Then he tries to turn our grief into bitterness so we start to blame God instead of him for what happens. Your utter lack of bitterness--and sweetness in urging us to love one another--is very humbling! It is a lesson in faith--and a very special gift you have given to us here on FR. Thank you!

I pray very urgently that God hold your very tightly in His arms over the next days, weeks and months and give you the comfort and peace that only He can provide.