I inherited my great-grandfather’s postcard collections a few years ago. There are some real gems from his collection – most of which span the 1910s to 1920s.
But lately, this postcard is my favourite because it just says it all!
The postcard appears to have been hand-delivered rather than mailed. As with many old postcards messages, the highly-personal content is lost and is now quite perplexing.
“Well, how are you old boy and how is x? Give her a smack under the chin for me. Hope you both are well. How is [unknown] stone for the town [unknown]
You talk about Yonge and King Street Toronto, it is nothing to Saturday afternoon here. That is about the way I get it on the other side of this card. [unknown] soon”