Remember the golden age of postcards?
Somebody you loved traveled to a faraway place. It could be an hour down the road by car. It could be at the end of days of travel by plane.
The physical distance wasn’t the thing.
It was the emotional separation that sparked the words scribbled on the back of a photo, picked especially for you. Often, there was just a hint of boast built into the context.
The weather is beautiful. Wish you were here. Greetings from Asbury Park, N.J.
Go places, and there are still racks and racks of the little cards awaiting your purchase, a short statement and a stamp.
Of course, in this digital age, you don’t have to wait. Snap a shot on the Smart phone, concoct your attached message and hit send. Same premise. Same-moment delivery.
And now, my friends, those souvenir-hawkers are getting into the digital act.
My dear wife Karen is in the midst of her annual women’s week vacation. This year, the destination is Myrtle Beach, S.C., where she and her friends are enjoying the beauty of sand, surf and sun.
I know they are. I have the digital postcard to prove it.
They went to a place called Flip Flops.
At top right is the image she sent me from the TouchTunes photo booth. They’re obviously having a blast. I dig it. I feel just the right amounts of admiration and jealousy. Great postcard.