Once upon a time, MadSnapper tired of the mail getting wet in the box that was TWENTY FIVE years old.
"do I buy the 7.99 box? the one like we have had for 25 years? or Do I buy the 25.99 box, that might just last the rest of my life?
I buy the 25.99 thinking I will never have to beg and plead for Bob to put it up again. this will be The Last Mail Box.
bought it... brought it... sat it... on the work bench
where it sat for
FIVE WEEKS and once again we had dry mail.
The tree man cometh
the bucket lifteth
the tree limb falleth.
Smack dab on the new mail box, busting the door off, losing all the hardware and breaking of the top 15 inches of the post.
The tree man boss says he will bring us a new post....
No Worries! the very next day Gilligan escaped from his island and dropped by and repaired the post and put the door back on with a wooden dowel....
his last words were, this is only temporary.
the thing is it's one week later and the boss man never brought the post.
he also never came back and cleaned up the neighbors yard.. but that is another story.