Manhattan's Missing Mailboxes
b"Holy Batman ! I'm sitting here in my big, comfortable, black leather poppa chair in my living room, rubbing my feet, and drinking coffee, trying to get over the uncomfortable suspicion that either the Grinch stole our mailboxes so we couldn't send Christmas Cards, or some bright light at the Post office Department decided that they could save lots of money delivering mail if they didn't collect it any more. It looks like our mailboxes have now gone the way of outdoor phone booths, rooftop TV antennas, hula hoops, lava lamps, and mini skirts."