the perfect paper route

Did you have a paper route as a kid? My husband did and he had memories of lots of snowy, cold dark mornings and people who wouldn't pay their bills.  I'm sure there must have been a few lovely early summer mornings but I didn't hear about those memories.  When I lived on Tonkel Road my paper person drove a truck and had fun making me guess where the paper might be - in the snow in the driveway? in a bush? maybe in the paper box? Every Sunday morning was an adventure. Today I was explaining to a friend that every Sunday morning my paper is left in a plastic bag neatly hanging from my apartment door doorknob.  We both agreed that delivering papers along the indoor hallways of an apartment complex has to be one of the best paper routes ever.