Here’s a postcard from a young man training at Biloxi to (I presume) his girlfriend back home. Or maybe his girl friend. Back then I think a guy could be friends with a girl without complications. I found it interesting that the post office would mail these letters for free, thus saving a copper penny,… >Read More
One of my favorite things about old postcards, the messages written on the back. When it’s not “The weather is nice, this place is beautiful, nyahh nyahh neener neener neener!” This one someone sent to her mother, apparently they correspond only by mail; Dear mom- Received your letter. Jim was to tell you about our… >Read More
Sometimes the postcards I collect interest me more from the message written on them than the postcard image. For example, this young lady writes to her friend; Just a quick note, early or late, to say happy birthday. I hope the sky finds you well, the train sings you to sleep, the whiskey tickles your… >Read More
My name is John, so I know a thing or two about Dear John letters. One time my wife wrote me a John Deere letter, and ran off with a tractor salesman. This guy made a serious tactical error, sending a postcard from boot camp to his girl back home, that says “From me to… >Read More
So my wife says, “Why did this lady take a tiger to the beach?” I take the postcard and stare at it. “There’s a tiger in this picture?” That’s when the trouble started.
Most of the text on the back of this postcard, presumably written from the New Bedford, MA. YMCA in February of 1913, reads; “Did you think I wasn’t going to write- I had a cold and I thought you might get it if I wrote.” Not sure if he was joking, or maybe just didn’t… >Read More
Typically, I will take a postcard and add some wiseacre or snarky comment or caption to make it more “honest”. This one, however, is plain and simple, a plea for the recipient to stop whining, because “dis ain’t no morgue”. I don’t know what you would send to cheer up someone who worked at the… >Read More
I know most people don’t care about my goofy postcard collecting hobby, but it’s a big internet, maybe somebody does. I like the whole “Jackalope” thing that went on in the 30’s, this is a variation on that, cowpokes riding jackrabbits, I guess the mustangs were all in the shop. One thing the sender wrote… >Read More
I don’t see a problem with this. What is a lump of coal, if not an unripe diamond! Another budget-friendly jewelry choice? The classic “Dime-in” ring.
Honestly, I have no idea what is going on here. The guy with the giant plaid butt, the Va-va-voom lady, and even the skinny guy in the closet, they all seem to be angry about something. The images this scene conjures are deeply disturbing.