One of our military assignments we lived not on post, but out in the community. The street was two miles long and shaped like a 'U'. At the center bottom of the 'U' was an intersection and stop sign. It was at this point the Boulevard turned from boulevard NORTH to Boulevard SOUTH and the even/odd house numbering switched sides of the street and the house numbers repeated. I don't know who thought of doing that, but I'd liked to have put his head in a vice.Mail stories..LOL.
1. piano teacher for kid has lived at same address for 20 years. It is on the west side of the street so her address is 123 W street name. Of course, another 123 on same street...but that address is 123 E - and the East people have also lived there for many years. So, the easy constant is that “Smith” mail is this mailbox and “Jones” mail is that one. The piano teacher even put the largest numbers and “W” I have ever seen on their chimney (large/bold/raised numbers), which is only about 15 feet from the street....still mixed mail and the East/West neighbors have to walk mail to each other as needed. These homes are not across the street r notifies me that the second package “couldn’t be delivered due to wrong address”!!
So we lived on the corner of the intersection with number 1234 NORTH and diagonally across the street was 1234 SOUTH. One morning, I woke up to DH screaming to call the police as someone was stealing my truck. Turns out it was a tow truck driver there to repo a blue 1995 honda civic. He had my truck all hooked up (a 1999 NEW (at the time) Green Chevy minivan) so not even a look alike car, when DH freaked him out, he dropped my car and drove off with police in pursuit. He didn't check the north or south, just the number and went after the first car in the driveway at that number. UGH, that was so magical. Yes, tow driver got into HUGE trouble.