It’s Friday night and as we sail down the Boulevard on Long Beach Island, car packed for the weekend trip, bellies full of fast food that we gobbled up along the way, it’s my time to admire the mailboxes. Yes, the mailboxes – the ones that hint at the wide array of people that enjoy the Island, everyone from Wall Street investors to the artists who sell their wares out of their garages during the tourist season. And just like the Island’s residents, these mailboxes all have something unique to offer.

Traveling the requisite 35 mph, as per the in-season speed limit in Harvey Cedars, the mailboxes pass by slowly with…