postcards, part 3

This next batch of postcards belonged to my grandmother, Helen Byers. They are from the years she spent in the Navy in the 1940s, which I profiled last year in a Veteran's Day tribute to her. I love to imagine her life then, traveling and seeing things so different from what she saw growing up in the midwest. Rarely a day goes by without me thinking of her or being reminded of her in some way. Her spirit is very much a part of who I am.

back of the Omaha postcard. Red was one of my grandmother's friends from the Navy, nicknamed for her red hair

the $4 Honeywell projector

Earlier this year we picked up a bunch of great items at a local estate sale, including a sketchy looking Honeywell slide projector that was buried in the garage. It didn't work, but I didn't care -- trapped inside its dusty old carousel were dozens of slides waiting to be saved.

Here are some of the images that were included. Worth every penny of the $4 if you ask me.