When 5-year-old May Pierstorff asked to visit her grandmother, her parents had no money to buy a rail ticket.
So they mailed her.
On Feb. 19, 1914, May’s parents presented her at the post office in Grangeville, Idaho, and proposed mailing her parcel post to Lewiston, some 75 miles away. The postmaster found that the “package” was just under the 50-pound weight limit, so he winked at their plan, classed May as a baby chick, and attached 53 cents in stamps to her coat. May passed the entire trip in the train’s mail compartment–and was duly delivered to her grandparents in Lewiston by mail clerk Leonard Mochel.
the fuck
when you read something bizarre, think it cannot possibly be real, google it and realise it is…. does not compute.
