Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night shall keep the mail from its destination, the old U.S. Postal Service adage goes.
But, when the rotten leg beneath one of Columbia’s shared mailboxes finally gave out, postal carriers stopped coming to Firefly Way.
Residents on the cul-de-sac, including Bill Dragovich, wondered what to do. For weeks, they hoofed it several miles every day to retrieve their mail from the post office. He struggled to get an answer about where the street’s mailbox had disappeared to after keeling over — and whether or when it would be replaced.
“It should be so simple,” Dragovich said. “Why are they putting the onus on us?”
