Some postcards are bizarre. There is no point in altering them. They are perfect:

This card preceded the Mary Poppins movie by approximately 60 years. I call him Marty Poppins. I considered stamping springs under his shoes or adding fireworks, but why? The publisher said it all.
At the time this card was mailed, it was illegal to write anything on the blank side except for the name and address of the recipient. People did it anyway, so the law was changed. Jack, the man who mailed Marty, was a law-abiding citizen.
Other cards cry out for alterations…except for this next one, because whoever mailed it, all those decades ago, added a message that will live forever:

I bought each card because I loved them as they are, not because I thought I could improve them. I can’t improve them.









