It’s so exciting these final days before Christmas. You never know who is going to be at the door ringing your bell.
Will it be UPS dropping off a package? Maybe Federal Express with a holiday gift? Possibly the U.S. Postal Service with something for this past Mother’s or Father’s Day? Sometimes it’s a grumpy neighbor telling you he’s tired of getting all your stuff by mistake. ’Tis the season.
This story begins about 2 p.m. last Tuesday. The UPS truck pulled up to the curb, and we wondered what Brown was going to do for us. We saw the driver struggle with a huge carton the size of a big-screen TV. He maneuvered it to the front porch and left it leaning against the door. I went outside to look at it.