Those were days single speed carrying 137 papers, having a front basket and two rear baskets, and for wednesday and sundays the canvas shoulder bag. Yep, the Long Island Press. Smoked my first cigarette on a chilly morning in the doorway of a deli. Had both fenders fill up with ice so that a couldn't ride my bike I had to drag it. (those fenders came off the next day). Being a paperboy was my first job and I did it until I got my driver license. I still fold the papers at work or at home to the amusement of others. Well thanks for allowing me my trip dowm memory lane