Show Notes
Two postal workers died on a Sunday morning. The building they sorted mail in stayed open until that afternoon.
In this episode: the mail as a promise, and everyone who paid for it. A government agent who turned the Post Office into a weapon against women, and drove at least some of them to their deaths. A man who shipped himself to freedom in a crate. Clerks who dragged mail sacks up a sinking ship, and a child sent across Idaho with stamps on her coat. Plus the bombs stopped by too little postage and the 1986 morning shift in Edmond, Oklahoma.
Then Brentwood, 2001. The Senate building closed the day after the anthrax letter was opened. The sorting floor stayed open for five more days.
The mail must move. The question is who gets protected first.
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