This is my grandmother, Maude Belle McCann Brown Graham...
Grandma Maudie is my dad's mom. She was bedfast the last twenty-five years of her life and she lived with us for several years when I was a child. She had her own room and kept all of her favorite things close at hand where she could get to them whenever she wanted them.
As a child I used to sit on Grandma's bed and visit with her for hours. We would look at old photographs, make pictures from tiny shapes cut from construction paper that we would glue together on a background to make flowers, birds, and other pretty things, and we would sing together. (Grandma knew every song ever written up to that point in time!)
Sometimes Grandma would let me play with the big doll babies that sat at the end of her bed. At other times she would pull out one of the nearby shoe-boxes and go through the treasures that were hidden within. She would show me each thing and tell me the story behind it. I treasured those times together and still do! 💗
Among the things that Grandma loved most was the collection of postcards that she had received from friends and loved ones throughout the years of her youth and beyond.
As a child I used to sit on Grandma's bed and visit with her for hours. We would look at old photographs, make pictures from tiny shapes cut from construction paper that we would glue together on a background to make flowers, birds, and other pretty things, and we would sing together. (Grandma knew every song ever written up to that point in time!)
Sometimes Grandma would let me play with the big doll babies that sat at the end of her bed. At other times she would pull out one of the nearby shoe-boxes and go through the treasures that were hidden within. She would show me each thing and tell me the story behind it. I treasured those times together and still do! 💗
Among the things that Grandma loved most was the collection of postcards that she had received from friends and loved ones throughout the years of her youth and beyond.
Some of them were in really good shape; others were tattered, torn, faded, and barely legible, but through them she was able to maintain memories and a connection to friends that she had lost contact with over the years, as well as, loved ones that had passed on before (her mother, her brothers and sisters, my grandfather).
I enjoyed looking at Grandma's postcards as a child and I'm sure that's where I developed my own love of postcards, starting my own collection of them as a young girl, but I hadn't thought much about them recently, until, last month. In May I attended a class at Spring Interpretive Training on the traditions that surrounded a Victorian Christmas. Postcards were a big thing then and it was one of the topics that was brought up. That of course took my mind back to my grandmother's collection.
A few of Grandma's postcards are postmarked in the late 1800's, but most are postmarked between 1907 and 1923. There are some that are postmarked later and many that aren't postmarked at all. Some have messages written on the back; many do not. It's hard to imagine, but all of my grandmother's postcards are well over a century old now.
I thought it would be fun to share some of those cards with you here. It would be a really neat way to take a sneak peak into the past, as well as further preserve a little family history.
Is anyone else out there interested in vintage postcards? Does anyone here collect them...vintage or otherwise?
Until next time...
~Rebecca
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