Dear Editor,
When my son and I were about to leave for the newspaper delivery today, we found the letter between the piles of newspapers mentioning the end of the publishing.
We went silent for a bit after we read it.
Along the way of the delivery that day, we talked about the memories of delivering the newspaper for over two years.
Bringing a shovel along and shovelling as we walked through the heavy snow. Covering our cart with a vinyl sheet to protect newspapers from getting wet while we got very wet on rainy days.
Chasing after the blown away newspapers on a windy day. Talking about which house we liked. Witnessing the house constructions one after another.
Admiring the sunset, cherry blossoms, autumn leaves.
Finding a sweet surprise of a Christmas present in the reader’s mailbox.
Looking back, it has been a wonderful bonding time for me with my son, and I enjoyed accumulating my steps.
As for my son, he discovered the excitement of earning money and spending it on his hobbies.
Thank you for providing us a great experience and unforgettable memories.
Marie and Yoann Kawai
Richmond
