After thousands of golf stories, I want to share on other topics. This commentary appeared in the Roanoke Times last month.
MARDI GRAS REVELERS TREK TO NEW ORLEANS, cliff swallows return to San Juan Capistrano and my mail goes to Greensboro. By way of Roanoke. From my post office in Floyd. That’s two cities and two states to send a letter within one town of 450 people that’s less than a square mile in area.
This doesn’t pose a significant problem, but it does make me grin. My mail might travel farther than some of those wintering birds, for all I know.
My Mail Goes to Greensboro
