Starting from the top, the pile of mail looked pretty uneventful. A postcard reminder of some appointment, some junk mail, maybe a bill. Then, one of those slick, full-page advertisements from a local car dealer. As I picked up the ad to toss it in the garbage, I uncovered the final piece of mail on the bottom of the stack. And I slapped the car ad back down on top of it because the kids were a few feet away.