Del’s first postcard arrived yesterday–I guess SF mail is more efficient than East Bay mail, as Cassie’s sometimes took days. Talk about the material text–there was a word I couldn’t make out because part of the back of the card had torn off, which I guess made it even more interesting.

It was strange to start writing postcards before I’d gotten anything from Del–I had to write two that way–simply because of the delay of the post. A bit like knowing starlight is ten million years old.