Get home from work, grab the mail, dump it on the kitchen table. Amongst the usual junk I notice an odd (old) looking hand written letter – don’t really get many hand written letters these days. On it is a return to sender label dated 1.10.11. It’s immediately clear, without paying too much attention, that the handwriting is neither mine nor Cindy’s.
Closer inspection reveals that it’s post marked May 26, 1944 Check out the 3 cent stamp with an eagle pictured and the words ‘Win The War’.
The envelope is in bad shape, and torn open in several places. Perhaps we’re not meant to read it – after all, it’s not for either of us.
Regardless of the contents, this conjures up some curious thoughts like how does a letter survive/exist within the USPS system for over 66 years and why would they send it back now?
Of course, we’re probably gonna try to find out who it belongs to and see if we can get it to the rightful owner, or a surviving relation as might be the case.
Another thought; the house we live in was built in 1930 – wonder if the letter was sent by the original home owners.
This is kinda cool and creepy at the same time.