He's delivered for the last 42 years. Postal carrier Ken Jackman has brought the mail to the customers along the Clarkston streets every weekday for more than four decades.
"I started when I was about 22 and now I'm 64," said Jackman. "Actually it went by pretty fast. All of the sudden it's time to retire."
To give you an idea of how long it's been, Jackman started when a gallon of gas cost about 36 cents, the average home price was $28,000 and the Dow traded under one-thousand points. Wednesday, Jackman is delivering mail for the last time in his career. There is no fanfare, there is only the mail. And at the end of the day, he'll hang up his uniform for the last time.
"It's going to be odd on Friday not going back to work," said Jackman.
And not seeing the people along his route everyday, most of whom he knows on a first name basis.
"The funny thing is most of them don't know.," said Jackman.
And with his reserved and modest attitude, Jackman works silently and swiftly on this... his last day. Just as he has his entire career.
"He came in when Nixon was President and stamps were eight cents," said letter carrier Denny Grubb.
Denny Grubb, Jackman's best friend of thirty years, is sad to see him go, but knows the legacy he leaves behind is one that won't be forgotten.
"Whatever it's taken to get the job done, he's done it," said Grubb. "In a way where nobody else really can compare to him."
Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds. But retirement is a completely different thing.
And here's a fun fact about Jackman, out of the thirty years Grubb worked with him, Grubb said Jackman only called in sick once.