May God bless you and your...
Every time we heard the mail truck coming, the kids ran to meet up with Earl. He knew each of their names, and oh how we loved talking to "our friend Earl". The mail hasn't been a special time in our day for quite a long time now. I was extreemely sad when I asked the new mailman about Earl. Just know, we still think of Earl every day and will always think of him watching over, and smiling down on all of us who have mail boxes!!! Peace be with all of you who were lucky enough to be a special...
Michelle Noonan
August 07, 2005 | Portage, MI


