I like to imagine being the young woman in Fort Benton, Montana who received this postcard in 1906. It must have seemed  fantastic, nearly u...

Lazy blogger that I am, I have enlisted my resident architect to provide us with text for this post. He is after all the expert. We are just...

The Metropolitan Opera was not the first opera house in New York. There was a smaller, more exclusive one, the Academy of Music, but it cate...

The architect who steals my covers recently returned from the annual Frank Lloyd Wright conference with this piece of memorabilia.   I&#...

This was touted as the house of the future, a house that could rotate to take advantage of the sun.  Although it has yet to become the rage,...

O.K., that's not how the song really goes.  The real chorus is: Give my regards to Broadway, remember me to Herald Square, Tell all t...

Here is another postcard from the former collection of the Walker & Week s architecture firm. I imagine that they traveled all over Euro...

This section of Broadway in Portland has never been my favorite.  It seems stark and traffic oriented, although it looks a little more appea...

I bought this card for several reasons: 1. It makes a bus depot look stylish. 2. It's in Portland, where I live 3. The message on the ba...

Newberry's, a Kress store, great old cars, a streetcar...what more could you want?

Never mind the Empire State Building, the Flatiron Building is the ultimate icon of New York.  Or is it the Brooklyn Bridge? Or the Statue o...

Most postcards that feature the inebriated also include a streetlight. There's often a moon too, but not in this case. Then there'...

I realized that I have yet to post any postcards from Indiana, so here they are. with my apologies for neglecting this state. I notice tha...