“Nothing fragile, liquid, perishable, or potentially hazardous...”

The Post Office has become a second home to me. I’m constantly dropping in to send shipments of notebooks, pick up incoming donations, and rack up on stamps and shipping labels. They’re always quick to greet me by name and it seems as if they know what I want before I even ask. Shipping out notebooks is a huge part of my routine and when the postal service employees are kind, it makes the task more pleasurable.

This is just one step in my process, but I write about it because I appreciate those who’ve supported me in my journey to positively impact the incarcerated youth in this country. My reach would be limited if not for the postal service and their willingness to assist when needed.