"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
My father's passports
From half a century ago, plus. As a courier for the State Department, my father travelled all over Asia and Europe before he was married. Here's a sample of the stamps.
From half a century ago, plus. As a courier for the State Department, my father travelled all over Asia and Europe before he was married. Here's a sample of the stamps.
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