France A Bozeman

In this, the prequel to Snail Mail Versus Email, France Bozeman recounts his boyhood in rural Georgia with much charm and humor, recalling a bygone day when food came from the garden and chores were the main source of entertainment. From the idyllic, halcyon days of childhood to the hardships of the Depression years and a wartime spent in the Army, it`s all here, evocatively captured for posterity, the record of one man`s youth and of a way of living long since passed.

I finished high school in 1940, and for a farm boy at that time college was never a choice. My dad had already passed on, and my future didn`t look so good. I enlisted in the Army and took basic training at Fort Monmouth, New Jersey in the Signal Corp. From there I attended radio school at 16th. and Park, in Washington DC, CREI (Capital Radio Engineering Institute). Upon completion, I was transferred to Camp Murphy, Florida, near Hobe Sound. There I completed military training in radar. This training was very helpful to me in working on televisions when they began to be popular. After I started to work at the post office I opened a small television shop in my garage. I had a license and a business telephone for many years, I maintained...

Дата выхода: январь 2005

Back at the end of World War II, Post Office customers were called patrons, a first-class letter cost three cents and the local postal fleet consisted of two 1930s Ford vans. This was when the author of these memoirs started work as a mailman in his region of the United States. If anyone is qualified to compare email with snail mail, then he surely is. The many amusing stories make this chronicle of the trials and tribulations of a mailman`s life a joy to read: his encounters with fierce pooches, his confusing conversation with a minor bird, his dealings with the more eccentric patrons. He comes over as a warm and feisty individual, a former trade union member, with a fine sense of social justice. He lets rip at how society`s...