I remember seeing mailboxes in my neighborhood and at different corners when I was growing up. I remember getting two Dr. Seuss books to give to my siblings. I remember walking from our house to the nearest mailbox and counting the steps that I took and recording the number in the book. I don’t actually remember the number, but I know it was less than 100. Well, in one of them it was. I don’t think I did them at the same time and so they may have had two different numbers.
I have considered the mailbox an endangered species for some time. Mailboxes started vanishing to very far and few between.
I used a mailbox I passed between transfers when I rode the bus to one of my places of employment. The last time I walked passed said location – the mailbox wasn’t there. It was gone! I didn’t know where the next nearest mailbox was – besides the post office.
Another thing that I found really odd was that sometimes next to the blue mailbox was what appeared to be a green mailbox. They all had warnings that they were NOT to be used as mailboxes and warned individuals NOT to use it as a mailbox - as though we could. There were no slots. The only way to get into it was with a key. I didn’t understand what they were for.
Mailboxes used to stand out and populate as fire hydrants. They were convenient. Along came e-mail and texting and seem to have made mailboxes a dying breed. A rarity. And so have phone booths. Those seem even rarer than mailboxes.
Sometimes I will take pictures of Jenna posing with these rare objects. For they may very well become extinct.