Like Austin Powers I have been trying to sneak up on myself and get my energy back but so far it has been a struggle staying productive and on track.
I am out of gas.
The new auction leads to so many unanswered questions that I can't resolve, I am close to calling New York and have someone lead me by the hand.
Anyway to fill in time, I have been cleaning my office a bit. I have found things that have been missing for years if not decades. Some very cool stuff, sitting in the wrong pile all this time. And one of the things that I found, which I had forgotten I had, was this old postcard from the De Luz post office, the smallest post office in the world.
But what I had forgotten, or perhaps never realized, is that this postcard was from the postmaster of the smallest post office in the world to the postmaster of the oldest post office in the United States of America. It was on a tiny piece of paper inside that I never too the time to read.
From W.H. Tiffany, the Postmaster in 1938 to M.E. De Mott, the postmaster from Ralston, New Jersey.
How cool is that?
It got me to thinking that I haven't driven out to De Luz in a while, so I did this morning after I had completed my chores at home and at work.
Got a covid shot two nights ago and it is aching and I am not sleeping well. My good friend Doug Clements kept unintentionally whacking me on the arm yesterday, at the worst possible spot and it didn't help things.
So beautiful out there. I visited the school next door, which opened in 1925 and operated until 1968. A one room schoolhouse, De Luz being the most rural part of Fallbrook and the site of our first town center near the railroad station.
The Post Office itself can't be more than 8 x 8'. Has drawers in the side where people can get their mail. Or could I should say, don't believe that it is any longer operational and has not been since 1938 when this postcard was sent.