Submitted by Rachel Murphy
“Through wind and rain and snow…” or “Through days, weeks, months that turn into years.”
Okay, it does not rhyme. It’s not pentameter. Is this a poem? In a way it is a poem because a great Mailman and friend is retiring, having reached that poetic time in life that many of us look forward to.
His name is Dick McGurl. He delivered mail in the Davis Road area with friendliness and humor. When the mail did not fit in the box, he brought it to the door. The third day that we had not removed our mail from the box, again, he brought it to the door.
He always waved with a smile. If one of us were at the mailbox, he would say a bright and warm “Hello” or if a holiday was coming up, he would say, “Happy Holiday!”
There have been difficult times and Jim reached out with concern. When our son, Eddie, was in Iraq, Dick frequently asked about him and let us know that he cared.
Bedford Postal Service will have “a slice of pie missing.” So, everyone in the Davis Road area, remember to say, “Happy retirement, Dick” or place a card or note in your mailbox.
Dick, you served us well. You became an old friend, family friend. We will miss you. Enjoy your retirement!
