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John G. Morse, Albany, New York 1903 |
In the autumn of 1903, Albany stood as a vibrant center of commerce and transportation along the banks of the Hudson River. Union Station, where John G. Morse penned his note, was a hub of activity, pulsating with the constant shuffle of travelers embarking on journeys both near and far. The city itself was a testament to industrial progress, with its streets bustling with horse-drawn carriages, the clang of streetcars, and the occasional roar of an early automobile.
For John, passing through Albany was a common occurrence, a transient stop amidst his travels. The city, with its familiar sights and sounds, offered a brief respite—a pause in his journey before he continued his ventures across the railway networks of the country. The station served as a crossroads, connecting him to different corners of the nation, each journey an opportunity for business and exploration.
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Union Station 1904 Albany, New York |
For John and Julie, separations were customary. His frequent travels for work made his absence expected, though not less missed. The postcard was a simple glimpse into their life, a reminder of his whereabouts, and a reassurance of his thoughts reaching her, even in his absence.
This postcard is dated October 6, 1903 and sent to his wife, Julie, in Salem, Mass., addressed as Mrs. John G. Morse. The postmark is of interest: BOS. & ALBANY, RPO (Boston & Albany Railway Post Office). It reads:
Albany October 6, 1903
My dear Julie,
Had a fine sleep. The engine broke down before we started and it was 11.35 before we got under way. (xxx) just getting in now at 6.30 only ten minutes late. Still very foggy. Hope you will get this tonight.
With Love,
Your own,
John
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