I got a postcard from Paul & Ruth.
It was post marked “Anchorage, Alaska.”
Snow covered mountains stretch into the distance.
Mostly, I guess, if you rob a bank, people would figure
you’d go to the Riviera or the Caribbean or something, maybe Sao Paulo.
Maybe they were passing through on their way to Hokkaido.
But it might not be from them at all.
I don’t know their handwriting.