And each summer I know I’ll receive at least one postcard from an exotic place like Philadelphia.
Have you ever seen a postcard lying around, picked it up and red the message even if it wasn’t addressed to you?
It’s really kind of an invasion of privacy, but it’s almost impossible to resist. And besides, the addressee is typically written right next to the message, so it just takes a quick shift of the eyes to read it – not that any postcard has ever had state secrets on it.
They all pretty much say the same basic things: I’m having a great time in (insert location); I did this and that; I miss you; Love, so and so.
So why do people still steal a peek?
I think it’s because deep down inside we all still like to get mail, even in the computer age. And when we see a postcard with a photo of Mount Rushmore, we’re just hoping it’s for us. And if it’s not for us, we’re going to read the message anyway just to get a little satisfaction.
Postcard writing is a dying art in the days of cellphones and email. Let’s face it: They’re pretty complicated. First you have to buy one, then you have to write an inscription (with a pen!) and finally you have to find a stamp and a mailbox. I could send 28 emails for the amount of time and effort it takes to send one postcard.
But if my mother has anything to say about it, they will continue to be sent. For every postcard she sends me, she sends her grandkids at least three. That means a new generation is being exposed to them.
And while they are antiquated and slow, postcards send a subtle message that emails often don’t: I care about you, and I took the time and effort to show that I care.
About the Author (Author Profile)
Jacob Glassner, News Editor/Plate Spinner
Jacob usually has his eyes glued to a computer screen, editing stories and making sure the paper gets out the door each week. Multi-tasking is his modus operandi – similar to the plate spinners you’d see on the old “Ed Sullivan Show.” Turn ons: freshly-sharpened pencils. Turn offs: exclamation points!!!