I have been going through a cigar box of collected calling cards from my great grandmother and I am astonished by the variety of pretty designs combined with the elegant scripts. It just seems such a lovely convention and I am rather sorry we don’t do it anymore. Now we hand out “business cards” which […]
“From A Friend,” the Art of the Calling Card Read More »
Among the many letters I have been archiving from my great, great grandparents in Valley City, North Dakota was this unusual gem. A quick postcard from Hilda (which at that time, judging by the hundreds of postcards I have was the early 20th century version of a paper tweet) alerting my great grandmother that she
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It’s been a helluva a month or so working through the events following my mother’s death. It hasn’t been horrible — just time consuming as we work through the details. My mother went out like a rock star — on a farewell tour. Her ashes were collected and there was first an event in Toronto
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