Saturday, September 12, 2015

A circuitous route

My dad came back from a trip to tucson and snowflake yesterday. He brought this postcard that was addressed to where my parents lives maybe 25 or more years ago. Someone he knows in snowflake said she'd found the postcard stuck in a library book from the snowflake public library! 

It made me think of how nana and I used to write back and forth to eachother. She wrote so often that I got a letter in the mail from her a few days after she passed away. I guess if you write enough letters they stick around for a long time.

1 comment:

Gloria Auler said...

Wow that is amazing! Brought tears to my eyes...