Monday, October 31, 2011

First Post, First Postcard.

Unfortunately, what I did friday, I have no record. I had no idea that my idea would become a larger idea.

Last friday, while at the thrift store (a very frequent activity of mine - I go a few times a week), I was looking through the stationary section where they also keep random invitations and postcards. I found this adorable postcard that looked pretty old (I would say at least 50 years old). It was a postcard from the Dixieland Hotel in Waverly, Tennessee.

I said to my mom, "This is so cute, I should send it to them!" I purchased the postcard (for 10 cents) and immediately googled "Dixieland Hotel Waverly Tennessee".


I could not find anything about the hotel. It was a little disappointing, and since there was no address on the postcard itself, I didn't know where to send it.

Then I found a site for the Waverly Cafe. On their site, they had several old photographs of the town of Waverly.

I called them.

"Waverly Cafe, can I help you?" {Said in a cute southern accent}
"Hi, I have a strange question... I am on your website right now and I see you have a photo of the Dixieland Hotel. Do you know if they are still in business?"
"Um, please hold."
I assume she thinks I am a weirdo and is thinking of how to get rid of me. A new woman answers this time.
"Hi, can I help you?" {Again, cute southern accent}
"Hi, I am on your website, I was wondering if you could tell me if the Dixieland Hotel is still in business?"
"No, the second story burned down several years ago and now it is an appliance repair shop"
"Oh," I said slightly defeated. "Well the reason I ask is, well, I am in California and I found this postcard from the Dixieland Hotel and I thought it was so cute. I wanted someone who would love to see it to have it. I saw you have several old photos on your website. Do you collect things like this? I would like to send it to you."
"Oh my gosh! Yes, that is so generous! That would be great! We like to keep records of the town here. We would love it!"

I will spare you the details where I ask for the mailing address and stuff. But that was it! I sent it in the mail and felt like I had added joy to someone's life for 10 cents - plus the cost of the stamp actually, but still a spall price to pay.

So now I have decided, since I go to thrift stores religiously anyway, this will be my new hobby. But from now on, I will take photos of the postcards before I send them.

Wish me luck!