I have a long line of postal carriers and realtors in my family…and yesterday, I was reminded of how similar they really are.
I’ve heard story after story from my grandmother(now 93 years old) of how she and her father would deliver mail through all kinds of treacherous conditions via horse and buggy…and how she delivered it alone when he went off to war! About how they would make sure to check that each of their customers was well, and meet needs far beyond delivering their mail. They would often stop to pick up groceries for those who were housebound, or medicine for those who were ill…they met their customers where they were.
In 2001, the USPS created a television commercial edited to Carly Simon’s song “Let the River Run.” It featured no voice over, only the following text:
“We are mothers and fathers. And sons and daughters. Who every day go about our lives with duty, honor and pride. And neither snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night, nor the winds of change, nor a nation challenged, will stay us from the swift completion of our appointed rounds. Ever.”
Yesterday was Mother’s Day and I spent much of my day in the hospital…gowned, gloved and masked. I sat on the edge of the bed with of one of my clients sharing our joy over the fact that the Lakers’ had just lost, and signing the necessary paperwork for he and his wife to accept the offer we’d received on their house in Folsom, California! Oh the joy!!! I couldn’t imagine spending my day any other way! I realized yesterday that realtors are a lot more like postal carriers than I’d previously recognized…except that we work holidays. I guess you could say…
“We are mothers and fathers. And sons and daughters. Who every day go about our lives with duty, honor and pride. And neither snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night, nor the winds of change, nor a nation challenged, nor holiday, nor hospitalization will stay us from the swift completion of our appointed rounds. Ever.”
Bottom line, I’m never too busy to take care of your real estate needs. Let me know how I can help. I’ll meet you where you are, just like my postal carrier ancestors did…sans the horse and buggy 🙂