A delightful surprise
Jul. 16th, 2010 06:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vanillafluffyI have been avoiding the mailbox for a couple days---it's always bills, or so it seems---but this morning when I took out the trash, there was an envelope from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dine with some classic tinted postcards!
I have a an office building in El Paso, TX---the Bassett Towers, all 16 stories of it, and it's the tallest building in sight. There are several from the Southwest---cacti, a canal, scenes of native life---an old woman weaving a basket bigger than she is, and an adobe house festooned with strings of chili peppers. The latter informs me on the back that, "The Indians, like the Mexicans, are lovers of Chili, and the red peppers are ever in evidence hanging in front of their dwellings."
Of course, the dates of the postmarks are 1944, 1945 and 1946, so this was before the term "Native American" was in common use. I suspect that most of those people, if confronted with the term, would have furrowed their brows and said, "Of course I'm a native American, I was born here, wasn't I?" I think "indigenous Americans" would be more accurate, but what do I know?
There's also one basic black and white picture card of Faribault, Minnesota, which is so 40s, between the old cars and the ladies' fashions, that I'm swooning, and wondering if Central Ave. South still looks like that...?
Anyway, the postcards are ear-marked for my hall bath, if/when I get around to cleaning it out completely and hanging the wallpaper I got for it. It's only been on my to-do list for the last 5 years or so.
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dine with some classic tinted postcards! I have a an office building in El Paso, TX---the Bassett Towers, all 16 stories of it, and it's the tallest building in sight. There are several from the Southwest---cacti, a canal, scenes of native life---an old woman weaving a basket bigger than she is, and an adobe house festooned with strings of chili peppers. The latter informs me on the back that, "The Indians, like the Mexicans, are lovers of Chili, and the red peppers are ever in evidence hanging in front of their dwellings."
Of course, the dates of the postmarks are 1944, 1945 and 1946, so this was before the term "Native American" was in common use. I suspect that most of those people, if confronted with the term, would have furrowed their brows and said, "Of course I'm a native American, I was born here, wasn't I?" I think "indigenous Americans" would be more accurate, but what do I know?
There's also one basic black and white picture card of Faribault, Minnesota, which is so 40s, between the old cars and the ladies' fashions, that I'm swooning, and wondering if Central Ave. South still looks like that...?
Anyway, the postcards are ear-marked for my hall bath, if/when I get around to cleaning it out completely and hanging the wallpaper I got for it. It's only been on my to-do list for the last 5 years or so.
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Date: 2010-07-16 01:21 pm (UTC)The postcards sound quite cool. I often wish our family had been the corresponding kind, but they weren't so no such wonderful memorabilia exists.
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Date: 2010-07-16 06:54 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-16 03:34 pm (UTC)And yay! for postcards.
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Date: 2010-07-16 06:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-16 04:56 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-16 06:57 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-16 05:53 pm (UTC)enjoy!
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Date: 2010-07-16 06:58 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-16 11:55 pm (UTC)Sheesh.
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Date: 2010-07-17 12:13 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-07-17 12:16 am (UTC)