Sent December 27, 1909 to Susie Meyer’s best friend Hattie S. (Susie is my maternal grandmother. She named her third child, my mother, Hattie.) The value of this treasure is just sinking in: Susie saved the cards; my mother rescued them; she gave them to me; they’re nearly a hundred years old. Priceless!
In this digital age, how many of us are squirreling away written ephemera to be treasured long after bones turn to dust. We might be missing something in a time where having and saying too much means too little. Thank you, Mom and Grandma Susie—and Season’s Greetings!