The little dissatisfaction which every artist feels at the completion of a work forms the germ of a new work.
– Berthold Auerbach
We only needed one state to complete our 2012 collection of all 50. I mentioned that New Hampshire was still lacking and within a week got not one, not two, but three New Hampshire cards on the same day.
Bill and Sharon, of Martinez, sent one showing New Hampshire flowers.
DeeDee, Pat, Elizabeth Alan and baby Henry said they went to a family wedding in Vermont and stopped to send a “New Hampshire” postcard on the way home.
And Bob and Mary Pettit, of North Augusta, sent one showing the Cornish, N.H., covered bridge, which they said they got to cross. They said a sign above it says “Walk horses or pay $2.00 fine.”
Thank you all for the cards, and thank the rest of you for another summer in which we collected a postcard from every state in the union (and the District of Columbia).
FOREIGN AFFAIRS: Some of you were traveling overseas. Nancy and Tony said “Bon Jour” from France. They were taking a river cruise to Normandy and said there were 94 World War II veterans on board.
Monica Walker and Evelyn Casey, of Martinez, send a final card from Greenland.
And retired Rev. Rodger Murchison, who many of you know from First Baptist of Augusta, sent a card from Oxford, England, which he and Margaret enjoyed for several weeks.
Finally, Doris and Beth Blalock, of Edgefield, sent a letter with photos from Belize, a small country in Central America. They found the plant life interesting. “Lots of mangrove forests found along the coast, abundant banana trees, palms, mahogany trees, orchids – the national flower is the black orchid.”
REST IN PEACE: According to a news release from the Sons of Confederate Veterans, the man many think was the last surviving son of a Confederate veteran from Georgia passed away over the weekend. John Charles McDonald, 76, died in the small south Georgia Terryville community.
He was the son of James Malachi McDonald (1847-1941) of the 4th Georgia Cavalry, and was no doubt helped by the fact that his father joined the Confederate army at age 13 and was mustered out in 1865 at age 16.
TODAY’S JOKE: Here’s one from Bill Wood in Hephzibah.
A little boy watched, fascinated, as his mother smoothed cold cream on her face.
“Why do you do that, mommy?” he asked.
“To make myself beautiful,” said his mother, who then began removing the cream with a tissue.
“What’s the matter,” asked the child. “Giving up?”