I’m digging in the vaults here, as I’ve been slacking on sending postcards for a few weeks. I’m now carrying my little case in my purse again, and I’m running out of old cards and postcards to post, so the blog accountability thing is about to kick in. Yay.
I realize as I reread and post this, she must have sent it in 1999, not 1998 as I had thought when I named the image files. I was working at the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston both years, but the details in the card only check out for 1999. Really endearing correspondence, this, and nostalgic. Neither my Pop nor my Gram are with us now.
Happy almost Father’s day to all of you dads out there… and to those of you who still have your dads and grandmas, show them some love please.