Driving along today, I saw Halloween decorations for the first time this year: a large pretend spider web stretching from the ground to the roof of a one-story house. Or many it wasn’t pretend. I wondered out loud – Lilly was in the car – what you could catch with a web that size. Maybe some birds, or squirrels, or people out giving away copies of The Watchtower.

That just goes to show people spend their money on the oddest things, unless the web was homemade by giant arachnids in the house (in that case, stay away, children). Then again, not long ago I found a trove of 8.25 in. x 3.5 in. postcards in a resale shop bin, and I paid 25 cents each for them. I suspect few cards that size, if any, are made any more. But more importantly, they remind me of childhood trips. They weren’t that hard to find 40-plus years ago, and take home as souvenirs.

I’ve already mailed some of them to Ed, a collector of hotel/motel cards, but I still have a few, such as a Howard Johnson’s card from Silver Springs, Fla. We never stayed at that particular one, but the brand has early, and pleasant, associations for me, along with Holiday Inn, Rodeway Inn, and maybe a few others, though we often stayed at independents.