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ADAMS, Minn. - When Bud Shaefer's children bought him a bicycle forChristmas four years ago, he feared they had wasted their money.

After all, he was 82 years old at the time, hardly the point in one's life when biking becomes a new hobby.

Four years and a set of replacement tires later, Bud has not onlyembraced biking but has parlayed his cycling passion into a part-timejob.

"They call me paperboy," he proclaims with pride. Paperboy: at 86 years old.

"It's the job I Iike to do," he smiles.

Basket loaded with Rochester Post-Bulletins, every afternoon at 3:00 the grandfather begins his deliveries.

"Some think I have to do this for a living," he offers. "I don't doit for the pay, I'll tell you that much, because there ain't that muchin it."

For Bud it's more about the journey.37 papers equal three dozen and one potential encounters.

Larry Croker greeted Bud in his driveway. "I have never had an olderpaperboy; however I've never had a younger paperboy as dependable asthis older paperboy is," he says.

Some men Bud's age are in chairs that rock. For Bud, it's more aboutthe roll. "You try it sometime, you'll like it too," he says.

Bud has a vehicle at home for winter days when the weather is bad.Then he just bikes his route afterward - on a stationary bike in hisbasement. While showing off his technique to a visitor, he pauses,allowing the wheel on the stationary bike to spin.

"Now I'm going downhill," he laughs, in a way that suggests he's used the same joke a few times before.

Next time someone writes off newspapers as obsolete in the internetage, tell them about Bud Shaefer - still delivering, down theinformation county highway.

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