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For a change I am giving you a heads up so you can celebrate tomorrow's special day all day long.  Tomorrow is Newspaper Carrier Day.  My husband was a newspaper carrier, aka a paper boy, many, many years ago.  He used to reminisce about picking up his papers at a common drop off point early each morning, rolling them properly and loading up his bike to make his deliveries.  Just like a mailman neither rain nor snow nor sleet nor dark of night kept him from his appointed rounds.  Miserable weather was part of the job and they didn't even have nifty plastic sleeves to put the papers in.  The only thing worse than delivering the papers in miserable weather was making collections in miserable weather.  Most people were very good about paying their weekly bills but there were always a few who didn't have any cash handy or pretended they weren't at home.  My husband's proudest possession from that era was his change maker, a nifty little device he could put on his belt that held pennies, nickles, dimes and quarters which could be released one at a time by pressing the right lever.  It stood on our dresser collecting spare change for many years.  My son has it now.  In contrast, I think my current paper person has one of the best paper routes ever.  He goes from floor to floor, door to door, delivering papers in these two apartment buildings, in little plastic bags that he hangs on our door knobs, and of course he never needs to knock  on a door for payment.  He's actually a little old man so I guess he's earned the easy route.  He never misses a Sunday so I'm not complaining.  Let's hear it for Newspaper Carriers everywhere.