Sara sent this postcard from Newport, where she headed after Portland,

She notes that the postcard had a printing error, and indeed the lines for the address are on the wrong side.
While we visited the Bliss House, Sara grabbed this informational postcard, which she then gussied up and put in a multifamily mailbox down the street from us along with a birthday card for her sister.

However, that building isn’t yet occupied and when I checked, the lock hadn’t been installed in the outgoing mail slot. I assumed that the mail carrier wasn’t regularly picking up the mail.
So I grabbed both letter and postcard and put then in the mail on the way to my job club. I did not read the postcard before I sent it.
Once it was delivered, I read that Sara thanked me for hosting such a good visit.
Cousin Ron sent this from what looks like a lovely place to visit in Ohio.

As I type the postcard’s words into the title, I see that an apostrophe has gone missing from the card.
Sara calls out the same thing that was my first thought: only sportsMEN?

Sara has gone back to Coeur d’Alene because her father died, and so this Idaho postcard comes to me. She said that the weather was chilly enough to have a fire and for her sister to make potato leek soup, both nice things.
Another fun postcard from the Northern California Blood Bank, complete with post office additional ink.

Sara reports that she is back home and happy to be there, though frustrated with the campus closing due to protests. Her graduating class was mostly made up of the group that had their senior year hijacked by Covid, so they were having flashbacks.

Sara sent these two postcards from the conference she attended. She said she had a good final session that was the perfect closing.

She reported that this postcard was offered at the resort in lieu of an image of the resort itself, which was funny.
I know from text messages that the resort used some selective photo taking in their marketing materials.