Stop in for a cup of coffee
Years ago, teenagers would ride around in the back of pickup trucks around here on Halloween and smash mail boxes.
If you recall that last turn you made onto our road, there’s a mail box there, that road is 1.5 miles perfectly straight, kids would get up speed and wack those mail boxes at 50-60 mph with a baseball bat or 2x4. Well ol man Ardie, RIP, got sick of it, about a month before, he had my grandfather come over and use the post hole driver to drive a solid 4 inch diameter steel round stock about 8 feet into the ground. Filled the hole with concrete. He then welded a piece of 1/2 inch steel plate to the top and bolted the new, very large, tractor shaped mail box to it with I don’t remember how many bolts, then he put this piece of 4-5 inch round PVC inside, between the pcv and the mailbox, he filled it with concrete. Well sure as ****, on Halloween night, the VFD pager went off about midnight. Group of teenagers needed medical help. Guess they’d been smashing boxes, one kid took a swing at that mail box with a bat, it gernaded on impact, breaking the kid’s arm, sending bat splinters into the the other kids in the back of the truck.
old man Ardie sat there, leaning against that damn mail box, just chewing on that dang old pipe, shaking his head. Funny thing is, that stopped the mailbox smashing in that area for many years