Wish you were here

In the last month and a half, friends and family have been sending me a surprising number of post cards. I like it; it reminds me how much I love them. For instance, these two came in today:



September 7, 2010
Dear Holly,
Sigh. If only vacations could continue on forever. I need to become independently wealthy, so that I may forgo the shackles of a career and just wander the Earth with my journal and my camera. It's decided, then -- bank robbery is the way to go.
Miguel

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Holly--
Lunch!
Uncle Ken

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And about a month ago, my friend Kathleen sent me this one: