Among all that was different, there were of course the things that were just as they always were. They stood out in stark relief.
Like every other day of familiar and unfamiliar happenings, mail carriers pushed their wheeled carts through the streets, and the sight of them seemed comforting.
One man walked up to a mailman near the large post office building across Eighth Avenue from Madison Square Garden and asked if delivery would be normal today. The mailman didn't miss a step. He said, "Sure. The mail's coming today. The mail comes every day."