Odds and ends of postcards never sent . . . .
My parents loved New Mexico, and we were frequent visitors in the 1970s. (Mom had served as a home missionary in New Mexico during college.)
From 1976, and a vacation that included a week at the Baptist conference center at Glorieta, plus trips to Gallup, the Grand Canyon, and other points:
1995. My first-ever trip to the UK. A postcard to my parents from the north of England, after being in Scotland for 36 hours.
My parents lived in Buenos Aires then.
1976. From Paguate, New Mexico, during a church mission trip. To my G-ma (Grandma Blocher).
I would hit my 15th birthday a few days later.
2000. A New Year’s holiday with friends to Toronto. I wrote Grandma Blocher whilst on my first trip to Canada.
To my parents on furlough in Lee’s Summit in 1991:
This would have been their first major furlough as missionaries, and the furlough where I came out to them.
August 1999. A postcard sent from Owensboro to my grandmother in a care facility in Jefferson City.