I was a paper boy in the 1970s. I wish I had a movie, or even a photograph of me doing that job. No one thought to take a picture of me. I did it for about three years. Wednesdays and Sundays were the hardest because the papers I delivered those days were full of advertising. I carried both the Salina Journal and when we moved to Nebraska, I switched to carrying the Omaha World-Herald.

These days, I do a skit in my class playing the role of a paper boy, comparing him to the IP layer of computer networks – that is, not completely reliable.

Here is a drawing I made of myself as a paperboy.