What is this building worth to Mayaro ?
...the old post office is 99 years old
IF that sagging old post office in Mayaro could speak, it would be barely over the level of a pained whisper.
It's timber is 99 years old and, like an old man with many ailments, the building has bowed and quieted, unable to help itself, but filled with memories of past glory.
From its hilltop perch now known as Old Post Office Hill, the building has watched over the people of Pierreville for close to a century, a witness to their social progress, and to their struggles.
It would have known just about every resident by name and relation, as they came to pick up and deposit the mail.
It was in a time before the letter carrier began making door-to-door trips, and when the mail bags came by cart travelling along Mayaro Trace, and later, on the midday bus from Rio Claro, where the train reached in 1898 after Knollys Tunnel was drilled through the hill in Tabaquite.
It would have noted the changing fortunes of the village, once enriched by the cocoa and coconut economy, then impoverished by its decline. The post office could tell of the people who had left to make a life in Britain or the bigger Trinidad towns, and also those who had forsaken the place as being just too far from anywhere important.
It's timber is 99 years old and, like an old man with many ailments, the building has bowed and quieted, unable to help itself, but filled with memories of past glory.
From its hilltop perch now known as Old Post Office Hill, the building has watched over the people of Pierreville for close to a century, a witness to their social progress, and to their struggles.
It would have known just about every resident by name and relation, as they came to pick up and deposit the mail.
It was in a time before the letter carrier began making door-to-door trips, and when the mail bags came by cart travelling along Mayaro Trace, and later, on the midday bus from Rio Claro, where the train reached in 1898 after Knollys Tunnel was drilled through the hill in Tabaquite.
It would have noted the changing fortunes of the village, once enriched by the cocoa and coconut economy, then impoverished by its decline. The post office could tell of the people who had left to make a life in Britain or the bigger Trinidad towns, and also those who had forsaken the place as being just too far from anywhere important.
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