Thanks for your paperboy column (“‘Paperboy’ recalls 365-day job that paid $7 a week,” June 12). You were spot on. As a “former” paperboy myself, it brought back many memories, mostly positive. Read: bad weather and the very few not-so-nice customers. Most of my customers were first rate, treated me like family, and never stiffed me.
The Evening Bulletin was my life from 1947 to 1955, when I went away to college. Having a paper route was like having a small business, and that, in its own way, contributed to a few businesses I formed later. I …
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Thanks for your paperboy column (“‘Paperboy’ recalls 365-day job that paid $7 a week,” June 12). You were spot on. As a “former” paperboy myself, it brought back many memories, mostly positive. Read: bad weather and the very few not-so-nice customers. Most of my customers were first rate, treated me like family, and never stiffed me.
The Evening Bulletin was my life from 1947 to 1955, when I went away to college. Having a paper route was like having a small business, and that, in its own way, contributed to a few businesses I formed later. I remember the McLean family, owners of the Bulletin, treated their paperboys quite well with their contests and the prizes. One was a trip to Harry Truman’s inauguration. We were among the 750,000 who attended.
Thanks for the memories.
Rick Stephan
Chestnut Hill
