I have hundreds and hundreds of old postcards that were sent back and forth between my relatives and friends. I looked through a stack of about 50 or 60 last night and pulled out and scanned 13 of them. I am going to show you a few of them to give you an idea of the variety.
All the postcards that I looked through were post marked between 1909 and 1913. As there are now, there were pictures of natural beauty and parks and memorials, but I am more interested in the more unique ones. Postcards of that era where more than just pictures of a scenic place, they told a story, a joke, or something personal.
This first one is claiming that Foxburg, PA is a “fine town”.
Foxburg is a small town located on the Allegheny River. It began as a railroad town. Both the Pennsylvania and the B&O Railroads went through that little town. There was a double decker bridge with the PRR on the upper level and the automobile traffic on the lower level. My Grandparents on my Dad's side lived there.
This one shows a little humor, too, saying “the crowd that met me at Atlantic City, N.J.”.
This next one of the Oil City Fire Department was postmarked 1909.
I am sure that this team of horses was faster than any motor vehicle of the time and could get places a motorized vehicle could not go.
I am not sure about this next one. It was probably sent by someone who had been called a “Hay Seed”. Back then a “hay seed” was a good ole country boy. To me, the hearts look out of place. Must have had some special meaning, two hearts wrapped up with ribbon and tied with a bow. And those butterflies are little hearts with faces on them. Enlarge the picture and take a look.
And I will leave you with one that gives an uplifting quote:
Have a good day and hope you enjoyed a glimpse of the “good old days” though vintage postcards.