It's the little things in life that make a difference.
For the first time in six months I opened my front door and found the latest edition of The Times-Picayune waiting for me. The last time I did that was on the Sunday morning before Hurricane Katrina made land fall.
This might sound strange coming from someone who works at the T.P., but I haven't read much of the newspaper since the storm. I typically haven't seen the paper until I get to work and, once there, I only have time to scan the front pages of the sections. By the time I get home at night, I'm tired and busy with other things.
Like all other businesses in the city, the T.P. has had a big problem replacing the newspaper delivery people who didn't return after the storm.