Last week they closed down the Harper Post Office for good. I ain't real fond of that way of saying it 'cause they ain't nothing good about it. We've had a post office here in Harper for ever since I can remember and even before that. Miss Mable Joyce Whitaker were the post mistress when they last shut the doors and have been for about sixty years. She always done a good job giving extra effort to her work. Like if a letter come in for you and it looked important to her she would give you a call on the telephone and tell you to hightail it on down and pick it up. She were real good at putting the letters in the right slot both the ones coming in and the ones going out. She kept up with new stamps and called them what collected to rush down while they was still in stock. Now we got to drive all the way into McComb to get our mail. That don't bother me too much 'cause I don't get much mail anyway, but some peoples what run businesses is going to have problems. Mable Joyce are okay with the closing 'cause of her side business of selling honey. She had a little stand (outside the post office so it would be legal) and would shut down her window long enough to help out any honey lovers. Old times gone but not forgotten.
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