Yesterday I was resigned to never knowing the joy of viewing a 1955 Golden Press Stamp Book Tommy Lasorda in person. Steve from The Card Chop had planned to send it to me without my knowledge and happily shipped the package on its way from beautiful western Idaho. Then, tragedy. Steve displayed on Twitter yesterday what had arrived in his mailbox . Ugh. A postal body bag. We Care. Our Regrets. Damaged in Handling. All in one incriminating package. Steve politely informed me of what was in the package and we discussed what had become of Golden Stamp Tommy since we knew he never completed his journey to the Northeast as intended. Possibly, Tommy was chewed up by some fiendish sorting machine. Possibly some collecting postal handler had nabbed Tommy for his own collection. When you send out PWEs, these are the potential consequences. I bid farewell to Tommy. The stamp-card I never knew. A day later, I went to the mailbox and pulled something strange out of it. It was...
Up all hours talking baseball, cardboard & collecting