I've been on vacation this week and today as I put up the Christmas stuff, I found a box of old photos which belong in my one-of-these-days-this-will-make-it-into-my-Family-Tree pile. Inside the box I found a bonus: lots of postcards from my paternal Granddaddy to my Grandma while they were "courting". The first card arrived when she was only 14; a Valentine from my 22 year old Granddaddy. Sounds odd today, but back then families knew each other. In fact, her sister was dating Granddaddy's brother...having already dated HIM, she chose his brother to marry. Hey, back then you looked around the neighborhood and found a spouse. They were married in 1928 and only parted when he died in 1973.
Granddaddy was always a man of few words. Even though I knew he loved me, it was through actions more than words. After all, we lived next door to them for the first 8 years of my life. But finding these cards, while making me feel like a temporary peeping Tom, gave me an insight into the man he was...the suitor whose cards progressed from "My Friend", to "Honey" and "Darling". A husband who wrote, "My Darling Wife" as he declared how much he missed her while she was away. On paper, he was dashing and bold. In person, he was quiet and steadfast.
Here are a few that are just right for this season. Most are postmarked between 1922 and 1927, while they were courting. Some were from family and friends. But the artwork was simply too pretty to keep to myself, especially when the sentiments cover it well. You can click on each one to enlarge it.
And this one is my very favorite,
for how many "lucky" symbols the artist managed to add.
Here's wishing you and the ones you love
a very Happy