This postcard depicts the Main Dining Room of the Piedmont Hotel in Atlanta, designed by Willis F. Denny and completed in 1903.
Ruth Ehrlich wrote on the front: ‘In the excitement of leaving the other night, I forgot to “drop” you this postal. Hoping that you will pardon my delay. I am with love to you and yours sincerely.’
Oddly, the card is unaddressed and contains no postmark. Guess she forgot to “drop” it again.
This postcard depicts a scene on Atlanta’s Mitchell Street, looking east toward Forsyth Street.
The card was postmarked in Atlanta on October 13, 1910, and addressed to Miss Edmonia March in Taylorsville, Virginia.
The following note was written on the back:
“Atlanta Ga
10/13/10I have been promoted to one of the longest run in the South running from Wash DC to Atlanta only 706 mile. I’m on the road 24 hours. I get my lay off in Wash
Write me
612 – 6th – N.E. St. WashSincerely [?]”
History may well remember it as the most arrogant and self-absorbed nation on earth—
A swarm of infantile ogres, decadent to the core and devoid of conscience or character,
Who pillaged and raped the land and murdered its inhabitants in their lust for wealth, power, and other illusions of their own manufacture.
Gasping for breath beneath piles of meaningless shit, they proclaimed their superiority,
Slathered like corn syrup with an insufferable self-righteousness that they convinced themselves was the very essence of God.
In fact, they knew nothing of the Divine and, in due course, revealed themselves to be the very demons they screamed so loudly of
Wagging their fingers at the world like toddlers on a playground, unaware that no one was listening to them.
Having grown lazy from cheap comfort and easy hate, their addictions rendered them dull, passive, and disengaged.
And when hardship finally came to them—as it does to all people—they were caught unaware, then collapsed under the weight of their own stupidity.
No longer did the world believe their lies or indulge them in their childish fantasies:
They were left to deal with their darkness, alone—
Forced by their own poor choices to evolve or wither, as so many have before them.
They may be nothing but a blip.
This postcard depicts Candler Hall at the University of Georgia in Athens, designed by G.L. Norrman and completed in 1902.
The front of the card is dated October 7, 1907, and includes the note: “I room with Mary Lucy STANSELL of Conyers, a fine girl I tell you.”
Published by The McGregor Company of Athens, the card was postmarked as “Normal School” on November 11, 1907, and addressed to Miss Lennie Ware of Winder, Georgia.
Lucy wrote on the back:
‘I saw “Cousin Dick” this A.M. Also “Cousin Will.”
My dear Lennie: –
I received your card yesterday
I was more than glad to hear from you once again.
I met “Icie” this A.M. I like her so much. I am sorry I haven’t known her sooner.
Lennie, you write to me please. I wrote you aways in the summer but you have never answered it. Dear do come to see me real soon. I am crazy to see you. Write soon. With love, Lucy.’
Lucy dear, get the hint: Lennie finds you annoying. You sound needy as hell. And what exactly are you doing with that “Cousin Dick”?
This postcard depicts the Fleming duBignon Residence in Atlanta, designed by Willis F. Denny and completed in 1902.
As noted on the front, the home was located at 925 Peachtree Street, and the photograph was “Taken on Xmas day 1907”.
The card was postmarked in Atlanta on March 2, 1909, and addressed to Miss Cynthia Farie at 202 East 31st Street in Savannah, Georgia, with the following message written on the back:
“I thought you would like a picture of Grandfather’s house. I want to thank you for the pretty valentine. Lots of love from Tissie.”
You think the grandfather knew his house had an exact duplicate in Louisville, Georgia?
