My love for postage stamps is probably genetic. My grandfather Earl (a WWII Vet and small-town Iowa farmer) was an avid life-long stamp collector. His postage collection is vast, and I have followed in his footsteps by carefully curating a collection of my own.
But unlike Grandpa who kept his collection buried in thick catalogs and dusty boxes deep inside his study, I want to share my vintage stamps, dispatching them through the postal system and beyond, with your help. Grandpa explored the world through his stamps but I want to share my stamps with the world.
The internet, for all its efficiency and convenience, has made communication something you cannot touch, cling to, keep, and pass down. When is the last time you received a thoughtful hand-written letter, a tactile note or a party invitation in your physical mailbox?
Postage is a beautiful but dying art form. Our mailboxes have been relegated to the status of junk depositories and checking the mail has become a chore rather than the adventure it once was, fueled by anticipation. I want to help change all this in my own little way... and I'm thinking maybe you do too.
Most postally yours,