All hail the mail system! This postcard traversed two postal processors, the Royal Mail and the U.S.P.S., to be delivered to me. There's a twist though. The U.S.P.S. did not deliver it to the address illustrated on the card. The address on the card is of our studio, and it's pretty dern accurate. (Want to see the "Big red brick building"? Check out our studio tour.) However, we can't get mail at the studio. There's no mailbox. Rather, there is a mailbox, but we've never been issued keys. By the time we got a studio, we'd already grown pretty attached to our P.O. Box anyway; so we never bothered trying to press for mail at the studio. So how did the card get to us?
They put it in our P.O. Box.
How'd they know to do that?
It's tempting to say that we're famous in the Chicago portion of the postal system. While that might play a part, I think the bigger reason it got delivered is because our P.O. Box is located in a post office that also happens to be located on Ashland Avenue. It's still VERY IMPRESSIVE. The traditional address identifiers on the card are Chicago, IL, USA, Letter Writers Alliance, Ashland Avenue, & N. Laflin Street. It's like looking at an old postcard and just seeing a name and city. So cool.
The sender of the card has been identified as none other than Alan of Adanaland who has had his postal prowess displayed upon these pages previously. He saw our post on the letter that got delivered to a farm in Iceland and was inspired to give it a try. He says he didn't put his return address on it to avoid having the card just sent back to him. BRAVO! And BRAVO the post!
So whenever you have something that goes missing or you get frustrated by a returned piece of mail art, remember that there is also a story like this. You have just as much chance at a mail miracle as you do for a debacle. The more mail you send, the more wonderful things you have a chance to experience.