On a street in suburban america that just happens to have a landing strip behind the houses! All the homes along the air strip also have hangars for airplanes, besides the two or three car garage. Every once in a while you hear the drone of a Cessna making its way into the sky or putting its wheels on the grass. Gotta have some Wright Brother's chutspas to be able to afford this "postbox story". Kittyhawk, where's my flying car?