I work for a large corporation in a mega-complex that was built in the early 1980s. While cleaning out my desk in preparation for a move, I found this postcard jammed into the back of the drawer.
It’s sad that this post-card never made it to the intended recipient, even though it doesn’t say anything terribly important.
This was found inside a copy of an Isaac Asimov book at Walrus and Carpenter Used Books. I couldn’t resist buying the book and found the postcard upon later inspection. I hope they don’t come looking for me next.
This is a postcard I found under the floor of my attic. There’s enough name info here it could be interesting to some living family of the sender and recipient.
Got the most bizarre stalker postcard in my mailbox today. It’s addressed for the previous tenant (*phew*), a Mr. D. Snodgrass. The front is completely hand inked with metallic craft pen and the whole thing is chunky with decoupage glue. Looks like a lot of lonely went into this.
I found this postcard in 2000, and have had it on my bulletin board ever since. The note was written to a Memphis woman from an address in Missouri back in 1957. I guess they’d had enough.
I found this post card many years ago outside of a hotel I was staying in.
I found this weeks ago on the floor of the building where I live.
Found in the aisle of the train … seems like a meeting place for an engagement?
I was walking out to my car to go to work and noticed a postcard lying in the street with a nicely rendered image of a ketch-style sailboat plying through a foamy ocean wave. I turned the card over to discover this romantic missive.