The sunshine of yesterday is gone, leaving us with gusting winds, and chilly temperatures on this Easter Sunday in WI. This is one of my vintage penny postcards. The date on this one is April 2, 1912 and was sent to a Mr. Archie Cole, in St. Paul, MN. What strikes me as interesting on most of these old postcards, is that they were written in pencil. Using a pencil, except to draw, is almost a thing of the past. I can remember what it was a thrill to get a shiny new pencil to work with in school. The freshly sharpened point, the smell of the fresh wood shaving as the sharpener did it's work. That dandy red eraser, insuring that you could change your mind. And so many promotional pencils were given at political rallies and by shoe stores, etc. Buy an item, get a pencil. Like this postcard, mostly memories now. Can't remember the last time I ws given a pencil at the fairs, or anywhere else.