A text by Margot Eisele With the postcards in my box I can trace a piece of family history. One card in black and white shows the fast steamer “New York” of the Hamburg-America-Line. Franked with a 15 Pfennig stamp “Deutsches Reich”, stamped by the “Deutsch-Amerikanische-See-Post” on August 18, 1939. My uncle had already emigrated … Continue reading Writing postcards