RIP Paper Boy

April 26, 2006 at 12:25pm By: Mr. Wilson Posted in 625 Elm Street

The paper boy is dead, or at least nearly so. Once every boy’s dream first job, the task today is more often than not handed off to an anonymous adult.

I was a paper boy for several years, beginning in fifth grade and continuing all through junior high. I began with the Lincoln Journal and I experienced the gradual merging of the Journal and the Star. I used to walk the route every day with my dog, Jodi, the ten-pound black schnoodle I never had to put on a leash. On Sunday mornings my dad would drive around with me in our old Ford conversion van, and when we finished we would have breakfast at Hy-Vee with the hunters in their orange vests. I delivered papers in sun, rain, sleet, hail, and snow. Once it was so icy and windy that when I accidentally dropped a newspaper, I had to skate after it for two blocks as it slid down the street. I even delivered papers through a couple tornado warnings. My mom wasn’t happy about that.

In a way it’s a little sad that my kids won’t at least have the chance to have such a cool first job. But then again, by the time my kids are old enough to want a job, all sorts of new opportunities will have opened up.

So long, paper boy.

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