Did you ever have a paper route? Greg Quinn had one and sometimes I’d help him fold the papers. There’d be a stack of them waiting for him when he got home from school. He’d have to assemble the paper (it came with various sections), fold them up and then cram them into a canvas carryall that fit over his head and rested on his shoulders. Then he’d get on his bike and toss the papers, grabbing the next paper as he rode along until his canvas tote was empty. I think all the papers had to be delivered by 5 PM. It seemed like a good gig until that time of the month when he’d have to collect from his customers and some of them would tell Greg to go fuck himself because instead of delivering the paper onto the porch each evening Greg would mostly toss the paper into the bushes. read more