My mom sends me a check for gas and parts to work on her car. Sometimes its for other things, like driving her to New York on her anniversary. This month it’s a head gasket for the SUV. Of course I have no problem with that, why would I? But my point is that this happens a lot. And you would think that she might remember my address. Or, more specifically, my zip code. But no, no she does not. Every time she sends me something, she has to ask. Except this time around, she thought she had it. She thought 15719 was the right choice. And it would be… If I lived in Peru.