This morning, I arrived at 8am and was the second person in line.
By the time the doors opened at 8:30, I'd finished writing my holiday postcards and even caught up with a few neighbors.
There were about 30 people crammed up and down the aisles by the post office boxes, but people were chatting and in good spirits.
Thanks to iPhone technology, I heard a mother sharing her Christmas wish list with her daughter who is living in Dublin, Ireland, a man calling his neighbor to help cut firewood, and a boy telling his Grandma that they would be flying out to see her on Saturday morning.
Stories, magic, it's all in the air this time of year... even at the Post Office.
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