The vision of the future on these 1939 World's Fair postcards is much more interesting than our dreary reality. What the heck went wrong?
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World's Fair StationMay 25, 1939
9:30 PM
Mrs. C. Morbus
1038 Jackson Ave.
N.Y.C.
2nd time here thought I would run in to you like our cemetary [?] place is too big for me to get around have book of 20 admissions so can come often
Mrs. Mackey
Tina Schulenberg
Sounds like our correspondent may have had a fondness for amphetamines.
4 comments:
cemetary?
I hadn't thought of that, but I think you may be right.
Something is awry with the good lady's brain cells! But I love the postcards.
What dark secret do you carry, Mrs. Mackey? Were you traumatized in 5th grade English class, made to use a period at the end of every sentence? Is that what made you vow to destroy all order and clarity in sentence structure? Is it? Is it?
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