So – which version of “Mr. Postman” do you prefer?  Press * if you prefer the Marvelettes, # if you prefer the Beatles.  I’m pretty sure how this one is going to turn out, but we’ll see and post the results after all votes are tallied.

This week’s sermon on the quirky mail boxes of Berkeley revolves around painted mailboxes, other the birds and flowers that we have already seen.   First, the solid colors, and first among the solid colors – gold!

Fading to yellow:

And purple to blue:

Edging towards representational, but not quite there:

And, at last, the representational:

I knew a John Plotz, brilliant law student, in Coachella in the grape strike of 1973.  It is not a common name.  I wonder if this is John?

There will be more of these where I still have to walk, but this is a start.  All quirky, but special appreciation to the hand-painted masterpieces, with Best in Show going to the family on Benvenue.  My friend got inspired when he saw these photos.  He got out his paint and brushes and went to work on his little mail box, although he doesn’t get a lot of mail.  About these, he said: