I am currently writing a book that will have a lot more introspection and detail in it, but the blog is where it all started and a great place to start sharing what I've learned.
I've had these postcards since 1992 when my grandmother moved out of her home and into care. I've always thought I'd write a book - and although I am horrible with titles, this book has always been called "Dear Jack". It wasn't until about 6 years ago that I got serious about researching them. Work has come and gone, distracting me at times. Heck, life has distracted me a lot, too. It's a long journey, and the publication of a book is still just a dream, for now this blog is what you get.
I sorted the cards by date - some not having a date will be discussed in the series where I think they should be, or where they relate to another. But in general you get them as they were sent.
So here is the first one. It was sent on May 13, 1909 at 6 pm. It was sent from my then unmarried Great-Grandmother, Nellie Steele, to her future husband, Jack. It reads: "D.J. (dear Jack) arrived here all safe and enjoyed my journey fine only wish you had been with me. N.S. (Nellie Steele)."
Jack was born January 27, 1888, so at this time he would have been 21.
The front of the postcard shows Scotstown in Banff: