"America never has been discovered. I myself would say that it has merely been detected."
- Oscar Wilde
We spent this summer collecting vacation postcards from every state (thank you, again), and it raises a question: Do you know anyone who has visited all 50?
I got out a map and began to count and found there are still 17 states in which I had never set foot - mostly in the top two corners.
How about you?
MORE CARDS: The Scukanecs send a card showing the Gateway Arch in St. Louis. "Bigger than we thought," they write. "What a view! Very hot here."
They also sent a card showing Green Bay's famous Lambeau Field, home of the Packers. Mary Brown and Connie Williams, of North Augusta, are "having a great time in the Pacific Northwest," while Dolores Gentry writes: "I'm in the beautiful state of Connecticut visiting my granddaughter."
David Daitch says, "Hi from Salt Lake City! I'm here in transit on my way to Vancouver." He adds a card from Alaska and a wonderful "puzzle" postcard from Canada.
Jean Smith and Lucyle Ferris send a card from Alaska and say they "plan to fly over the North Pole before coming home."
Louella and Obed Rogers, of Hephzibah, are enjoying Mount Rushmore and other famous parks.
Bob and Ann, of Martinez, send greetings from New Orleans but say they couldn't find me a card showing a baseball field. David and Gail Hunter, of Washington, Ga., and Katelyn Hunter, of Thomson, are in Minneapolis attending the 101st meeting of the Rural Letter Carriers Association.
John Gasko sends this report from Grand Forks, N.D.: "Land is flat. They grow big, BIG sunflowers."
On the foreign front, Mike Marcano was in Beijing. James and Emily Goodman, of Jackson, S.C., are enjoying a Bahamas cruise for their 50th wedding anniversary. And the Oellerich family says the Butchart Gardens in British Columbia are "absolutely beautiful."
Bob and Barbara Durland and Dave, Tammy and Hunter Burgess add more cards from their European travels, including one from the Swiss Alps and another from Liechtenstein.
TODAY'S JOKE: So one day, Gramma sent her grandson Johnny down to the water hole to get some water for cooking dinner. As he was dipping the bucket in, he saw two big eyes looking back at him. He dropped the bucket and hightailed it for Gramma's kitchen.
"Now, where's my bucket and my water?" Gramma asked him.
"I can't get any water from that water hole, Gramma," cried Johnny. "There's a BIG ol' alligator down there!"
"Now don't you mind that ol' alligator, Johnny. He's been there for years now, and he's never hurt no one. Why, he's probably as scared of you as you are of him!"
"Well, Gramma," replied Johnny, "if he's as scared of me as I am of him, then that water ain't fit to drink!"
Reach Bill Kirby at (706) 823-3344 or firstname.lastname@example.org.