The Post Office at First and Main
Why I Joined
I’m a Vietnam Vet. I got out of the service in 1972. I moved to Missouri where my wife was from and I didn’t know a soul. It was in 1972 and it was tough to get a job. I was in my’69 VW sitting at the First and Main Street light. The radio in the Volts wagon said to come in and take you Civil Service test at the Post Office. I didn’t know where the Post Office was at, I was new. I looked over and there was the first Post Office at First and Main. So I’m a veteran in civil service and have nothing to lose, I was making $2.50 an hour loading railway cars, nothing to lose. So, I played hooky one day, went to the high school to take the Civil Service test, I was a few minutes late maybe, got in the door. There were over a thousand people there with suits on of all ages. I thought I had no chance in the world of making anything out of this. I sat right at the first table, took the test, raised my hand, and was the first one out of there. So, next month, they called me. I was the first one hired out of that group. I got 5 points for being a veteran and I walked into the Post Office. The Post Master asked if I wanted to be a clerk or a carrier (at that time you had a choice I guess). I looked outside and it was spitting snow so I said ‘Sir, I’d like to stay inside.’ I’ve been a clerk at the Post Office for 39 years. I’m still there.
AUTHOR NAME: Troy Smith