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My husband comes from a long line of thrifty New Englanders who didn’t buy new if the old could be fixed.
The man who doesn’t blink at paying $200 for dinner refused to replace our broken mailbox pole and opted to piece it back together instead.
Sigh…
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Yes, it worked.
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Though it certainly isn’t pretty.
Could he have trimmed the wood to fit the pole’s width?
He could have.
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He also could have bought a new mailbox to replace the twisted mess that drunk driver left behind, but no…
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He glued and screwed and deployed his giant antique vise instead.
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Does the door open completely? No.
Is there a gap in the rear where rain can leak in? Sure.
Is the pole crooked and listing slightly to the right? Yes.
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But he didn’t have to buy a new one, and isn’t that all that counts?
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