Mail Call!!


Well what an interesting find!  The photo above is that of an ‘old fashioned’ “mail chute”.  Antiquated, perhaps.  However, it appears that it is still working!  When you have that burning need to pop your letters into the post, you simply open the ‘chute’ from your designated floor, and down it travels into the letter box!  This mail carrier dates back to the early 1900s.  Isn’t it a beautiful, brass structure?

If I worked in this building, I’d want to be the mail person simply to have the fun of tossing the mail down the chute and waiting to hear the ‘thunk’ noise as it collides with all the other envelopes.  Silly me.  I am amused by the most simplistic things.  I don’t know about you, but I gain a great satisfaction by mailing something.  Opening the mail box, ensuring the letter finds its way safely down the chute before you close the little lid.  Then I say, “it’s on its way” and walk away from the mail box with a smile.  I hope I’m not the only one who thinks this way!

Ah, the mail; whether delivered down a brass chute or plunked into a blue or red mail box, it means we are sharing communication of some sort.  I often wonder the journey one single letter takes before reaching its destination.  The mail can be quite well-traveled!

In this day and age of electronic communication (which is what we are all engaging in at this very moment as you read this!) I find it rather comforting to think that the ‘physical mail’ is still thriving.  I won a contest not too long ago.  A large, padded envelope unexpectedly arrived in the mail.  With the fervor of a child on Christmas morning, I tore that yellow, bubble wrapped package open in a nanosecond.

“Congratulations!  You have won third prize in our winter wonderland contest.  Enjoy your oven mitt.”

Oven mitt? Where the hell is the other one? Ah, I think I know.  That must be reserved for the fourth prize winner.  Maybe I should track that person down, send them my oven mitt, and the two mitts might meet somewhere in “maildom”.  *sigh*

Oh well, like the saying about buses, “There’s always another one arriving.”  In this case, more mail for me to get excited about.  And who knows, perhaps the next contest I win will arrive in an even bigger, grandiose envelope with something really spectacular inside, something amazing and…………………..

Sorry, I got carried away for a moment.  If you need me for anything, I’ll be back in a few; I just have to go and check the mail.  🙂

  13 comments for “Mail Call!!

  1. January 14, 2017 at 9:35 am

    great picture, so nostalgic 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    • January 14, 2017 at 9:39 am

      Thank you, Kimberly! Cher xo


  2. January 14, 2017 at 12:31 pm

    I love those mail chutes – I remember in some of the old buildings in Chicago seeing those, when I was a kid, it makes me happy to know that people are still sending mail, and sending them down the chutes. I also like dumbwaiters, and laundry chutes – like in the old Chicago houses over in Kenwood, Hyde Park where I grew up.


  3. January 15, 2017 at 9:37 am

    The mail slot is beautiful. I think snail mail is having a bit of a come back as you said it is a nice feeling to see an envelope in your mail box that is NOT a bill but something personal and just for you.

    Liked by 1 person

    • January 15, 2017 at 9:45 am

      Yes, it certainly is, isn’t it? I just love getting mail of the ‘non-bill’ kind! 🙂 It does make me think that we all do feel connected when someone sends us an actual snail mail envelope!! Thank you for your comments, my dear! Cher xo


  4. January 15, 2017 at 12:47 pm

    I LOVE mailing things and getting letters and other “surprises” in the mail! You won ONE oven mitt?! What the heck?! 😂😂

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    • January 15, 2017 at 12:53 pm

      Me too my dear! *LOL* Yes, I had the exact same reaction! Which is why I really thought someone else with their ‘winning mitt’ would be thinking the same thing! Cher xo

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  5. January 15, 2017 at 2:50 pm

    Mail travels on amazing journeys. In 1944 a small field card from my father – a POW in the jungles of Siam/Thailand – arrived in England and was forwarded to San Francisco where his parents were working for the BBC, although it was intended for my mother. They cabled England to tell her and eventually the card arrived back in England and I still have it.

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    • January 15, 2017 at 6:56 pm

      Oh Hilary, that is absolutely fascinating! Wow! Talk about a well-traveled message! My goodness! Thank you so much for sharing that wonderful story with us! Cher xo

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  6. January 15, 2017 at 10:50 pm

    I was so delighted when I realized my (late-20s) house had a laundry chute that after a few experiments to make sure it wasn’t clogged I shifted entirely to the plummeting model of getting clothes from the bedroom to the washing machine. It’s so worth it.

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    • January 17, 2017 at 7:10 pm

      That is so interesting, Joseph! I do love the laundry chutes too!! Cher xo


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