Picturing the world of these postcards

A picture of an old farm house and car, near where my family had our farm in Raymore, Saskatchewan. Painted by my mother, Ellen Griffith.

The pictures on these faded old postcards are romantic in themselves.
They're of buildings -- many of which have now probably been surrounded with new developments, replaced or burned down.

But they're setting the scene for a different time where people write letters that say such things as: "Had a lovely day. Trains were dreadfully crowded -- 14 in a carriage coming. A smoking (car). Nearly stifled."

I'll update this posting with a few more...

Apparently, there's a family tree somewhere that my great-uncle, who is now gone, gathered together. I'm going to have to find it if I want to figure out who all of these people are.

I've been told that there were once letters that explained far more detail, but they might have been burned two years ago when my family finally sold Nelly's farm.

Found one! The romance begins...

Nellie and her sister May are staying in Moosomin, Saskatchewan with their brother. He's farming there, I think, and they're just visiting. Nellie is still going by her maiden name.

The date stamp has been rubbed off, but the letters surrounding this one in the book are from 1906-08. The postcard, from a cousin in NY, says, "Very much disappointed to hear that neither you nor May are coming to see us. Who is the attraction? Let me know."

Who?? Haha! This is maybe where the story begins to unfold.

Do your families keep old letters? I'm so sad that mine is missing so much of this story.