Based on a diary of my mother's year in Germany in the 1950's, it's an exploration of her journey and mine.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Postcard from Lisboa (Lisbon)
To Mocha, Granddaddy, and Amelia Ann: Lisbon is a beautiful city. The sun has been out, and all of the buildings are different colors. We have thoroughly enjoyed. Here the people look and act like people, and they treat us like people. We celebrated New Year's Eve with some of their excellent wine. Tomorrow we go to Madrid and the next day Stuttgart. It's been grand. Marion
And this begs the question - if they weren't treated like people before, just what were they treated like? Aliens? Animals? Plants? Inquiring minds want to know!
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Oh my, I love this postcard!!! And to have it in your mother's handwriting (I assume) - what a treasure!
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