I only wrote two letters today, but they were kind of long. I love the envelopes, one of which is an ad for a local production of "A Christmas Carol." The bird one I particularly like--and I had to block out the names so I wouldn't spoil the surprise, in case either of the recipients checks this page.
I remember years ago when I used to get a lot of international mail. A letter came addressed to "Mrs. Beverly, Davis, California." It was delivered to me!!! (I should mention that this is a town with a population of 60,000.) That was also during the days when I would go into the office, be greeted by name and someone would call out my address if I was there to pick up mail.
Then they stopped sorting letters here, but sent them to Sacramento to be sorted. I addressed something to Longs Drugs at the intersection of Covell and Sycamore and it was returned for a better address. Because the mail was sorts in Sacramento, they didn't have a clue what was at that intersection. It's been downhill ever since.
Now, a properly addressed envelope, with the proper postage can't be delivered, but involves a trip to the post office for me to send it on its way again (and it will be interesting to see if it gets delivered this time).
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