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I don't know what I like most about collecting vintage postcards to use in my work. Is it the imagery, or is it the writing on the back? I am fascinated with the opportunity to peek into the lives and thoughts of people who lived so long ago. Here's a card depicting one of my town's landmarks, Minnehaha Falls. It's dated 1942, and a woman wrote the following on the back:
"Dear Mother,
It is Wednesday and I am very surprised. Everything is fine here.
Love,
Your daughter"
That's it! Oh, wait. There's more under her signature.
"If I have received any mail open and send it to me. Hope you are well mother dear. If you don't answer Welcome home."
Short and sweet. And mysterious....
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