My dad has lived in Moorhead for more than 50 years. He is now 85 years old and will be moving soon to be closer to my brother.
In recent years, his physical health has deteriorated, making it hard for him to go down the stairs to get his mail. Each day, his postman, Corey Hagler, has taken the time and trouble to climb the stairs and deliver his mail personally.
They quickly established a warm relationship and my dad looked forward to his visits. He would plan which joke he thought Hagler might like and when he arrived to deliver the mail, Hagler would take the time to listen to his joke and laugh with my dad. If he had a problem, Hagler would listen and make him feel better. Dad lives alone and Hagler's presence comforted him.
I can imagine that my dad is not the only person on Hagler's route who receives the benefit of his compassionate spirit. It is hard to believe that postal carriers such as Hagler still exist in our fast-paced society. He is a credit to the Postal Service and a hero to us.
