DETAILED NOTES ON PERSONALIZATION

Growing up from the sixth poorest county in America, my dream as a kid was to become a Postal Worker. Not a doctor, lawyer, or astronaut... a Postman. My Uncle was a Postman. He drove a different Ford Ranger, lived in a nice dwelling, and on occasion, he’d buy me a toy at Walmart, so I assumed Postmen created a lot of money. My brother and I shar