Pete and his newspapers:
This morning at 6:30 our doorbell began ringing incessantly. I first thought there had been some kind of accident on our street and someone needed help. A quick peek out the peephole revealed a little boy standing with something in his hands. When I opened the door, he handed me the newspaper and said, "Here. I ran out of bags." Then I watched him get into the passenger side of a U-Haul and move down to the next house that received a newspaper.