As she passed, our grandmother left us a box of her most precious items. A chain of her mother, a statue of Mary, her collection of recipes, old letters from friends and family, and an album of family pictures that included some very rare POSTCARDS.
They were from far away exotic places, towns where acquaintances went for holidays and rural places where our distant relatives once lived. The old POSTCARDS conveyed feelings of warmth and joy as they represented to her, unimaginable experiences.