I came across a postcard today written on August 24. No year was given. I tried to puzzle it out. It was a postcard of the Tower of London. Addressed to my mother in Hawaii. Sent from Belfast Northern Ireland. I wrote that I was then semi-immobilized. My brother and sister-in-law had phoned from Birmingham England to give me helpful advice. A cable had arrived from my friend Lucy in Washington D.C. asking whether she should fly to Belfast or Dublin the following Tuesday to meet her husband Harry. (At that point Harry was in London and their plan was to meet up in Ireland before going to Portugal and Morocco.)
I wrote “in the meantime I have lots of loving care, plenty of books, and a TV to watch the Czech crisis”.
Following the above clues, I decided the card was written in 1968, early in my first pregnancy. I had been threatened of miscarrying (a midnight trip to the Rotunda in Dublin).
It all turned out well. Lucy joined Harry in Belfast and we had a nice visit in Belfast and Enniskillen. And our first born is now age 51.



Peterborough Cathedral
Regent Palace Hotel


Kew Gardens
Scene from Reunion in Vienna. (from Google Images)
Getty image – around 1934?


google image train for a Cunard liner arriving in Liverpool
St Lucia, 1974 Libby the woman in the white blouse, my mother beside her

This postcard from December 1915 just suggests the atmosphere and mood of London in WW1. The message on the reverse is a greeting expressing Best Wishes for 1916.