Rochester, NY

Here is what the Ellison Park web page has to say about its disc golf course: “If you’ve never played before, there’s never been a better time to get out and learn.” I respectfully disagree – I think that a January evening during a pandemic is one of the worst possible times to learn.

Salt Lake City, UT

I have a friend who collects instances of spurious quotation marks, so I sent him this one. I guess here they are technically being used properly, since “Mormon” is the popular rather than the official name of this temple. The original message name-checked folks named Frank, Art, Bill, and Gil, all names that were a lot more popular in 1947 than they are today.

Portland, ME

I have been a Portland resident for nearly two years now, and I am embarrassed to say that I have yet to visit the Deering Oaks duck house. I really haven’t explored much of Portland at all. Mostly it’s because I live on an island two miles off the mainland, and then there’s pandemic, obviously. The duck house was scheduled to be rehabilitated in early 2020 but I have a feeling that was scuttled.

Marion, MA

This school is still open and has changed little from this 80+ year old view. In fact, here is a link to the current school lunch menu, this week featuring franks and beans.

In Italiano: La scuola tuttora è aperta e ha cambiato pochino in una ottantina d’anni. Infatti, c’è un link al menù per pranzo, questa settimana dotato di hot dog e fagioli.

Little Rock, AR

This is one of those postcards where research leads only to other copies of the same postcard, either for sale or in library collections. The reverse of the card says the sculpture was constructed by “settlers”, but I am skeptical, as beach umbrellas weren’t a thing in the 1820s. I guess the question is whether this is a beach umbrella or a beech umbrella.

Albany, NY

On Inauguration Day, the New York State Capitol drew precisely one protestor, waving a Trump flag from near the base of these stairs. There were actually a few others, but they ended up at Capital Building Supply up on Central Avenue.

Ellenville, NY

It has now been over ten months since I have set foot inside a library, me and most of the rest of the world. Along with getting a pint at my favorite bar, a cappuccino at my favorite cafè, this is the thing I look forward to the most once enough of us have been vaccinated.

Keeseville, NY

Unlike the majority of my posts, which are of places I have never visited, I did make it to Ausable Chasm a few years ago. My wife and I went in December and had the place to ourselves. There were some icy spots here and there, but everything was open and it was a very pleasant hike. We did not see anything by boat or by moonlight, but both are options during the regular season.

Ausable Chasm, NY

When I picked this one out of the stack, I didn’t realize it was also sent by Bob Millspaugh, the Delaware-traveling bowler we met a few days ago. Sent August 1, 1950, it doesn’t say much other than that he was having a good time and en route to Montreal. But it was sent to someone at the DuPont Corporation on DuPont Avenue in Newburgh, NY. So now the annual trip to the corporate bowling tournament in Wilmington proves to have been a much bigger deal than it might have first appeared.

Cincinnati, OH

This postcard was sent from Cincinnati to Frances Murphey of Kent, Ohio in 1940. Frances was then a student at Kent State and a staffer at the Kent Stater newspaper. She went on to become a reporter at the Akron Beacon-Journal for over 50 years. She was an avid postcard collector and had over 200,000 cards when she died. In a story published after her death, a friend said, “Instead of smoking and drinking in college, she bought postcards…she often would write postcards all night.”

In an alternate universe somewhere, Frances Murphey is a household name, and the cards she wrote and received are highly sought after. “No thanks, I already have that one of the Taft Museum,” someone might say. “Maybe so, but this one is a Murphey” would be the reply.