I’ve been amazed how I find something new every time I reach into that lucky dip treasure trove we call the Internet.
Best of all, it’s given me a reason (excuse!) to delve into my own family’s past for letters and stories to share with you.
My first post on March 3, 2014 was about the first postcard I ever received. It was from my neighbor, Marianne, who was lucky enough to travel all the way to Iowa on her family vacation — a distant land indeed to my younger self in California.
I hope this will be the first year of many for Post Whistle because I’m having a whale of a good time exploring the world of mail. And as long as some of us still stick stamps on envelopes, the art of letter writing won’t be lost.