ConnieMack

ConnieMack
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A "writer" in that I transmit others' words, all the time, on a huge variety of subjects. A professional observer; a silent listener. I nonetheless have a voice, which I like to let out once in awhile (nice doggie). Owner of children and cats and one puppy. Standing still, battling fight or flight syndrome.

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NOVEMBER 24, 2009 4:08PM

Spooning

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Inspired by Pam Epstein, I was in a fun Antique store a couple weekends ago - in Santa Rosa, the railroad district, Stellaa! - and picked up this postcard:

  spoon

Now, aside from the interesting context - we all know about spooning, I guess, it's Really interesting to me that it was mailed in 1912.  This would seem to have been racy then.

Here's the back:

spoonback  

 It's addressed to:

 R.M. Jackson, Carrollton, Ill.  R.R. #8,

if I'm reading that correctly.

The text reads:

"Your welcome card rec'd.  Why don't you write a letter + tell me about how you obtained my name.  Send photo + I will send mine.  Your friend, Florence." 

The stamp is a 1 Cent U.S. Postage stamp, green in color, with Washington's profile thereon.  The postage mark is a bit hard to make out. 

I can make out the date:  JUN 27, 11-30A, 1912.

Can't tell where it's from, though.  The city name begins with a WA-something; the state is either ND for North Dakota... or, what I assumed at first, it's for Indiana, which used to be denoted as IND.

I'm very aware that men out in the West were writing for wives - they were in pretty desperate straits back in the last 19th Century.  But 1912?  Might have been a man than had gone as west as he wanted and was still seeking a wife - to help him run a farm?

Any thoughts?

 

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Hey, doesn't spooning sound kinda, I dunno, sweet?
I do love a mystery. Sounds a little like a prehistoric version of online dating or Facebook or somesuch.
Mmmm. Well, I like the postcard. I like to buy used books and read the inscriptions. Usually it's something like, "To Suzy, This was my favorite book as a child. Love, Aunt Maud." Which makes me a little sad that they gave it away.

Do you watch HIMYM? In one scene, Lily and Marshall are spooning together and Marshall says, "Can I be the little spoon now?" It's super cute.
Oooh this is so great! I'd agree with your assessment (about a wife for the West) except for two things. First, it's so flirty! The front itself was, as you say, a bit risqué for the time. But her response is pretty bold too (send me a picture and I'll send you mine). Neither of them seem like farmers, you know? If it's one or the other, I'd guess Indiana just because it's so close to Illinois.

Second, I don't know much about that region of the country, but by 1912 I wouldn't really call Illinois the "West" anymore. That was more California, Oregon, etc, and even there the ratio had more or less evened out.

Thanks for being inspired by me and posting this. I really love it!
yes, I love HIMYM, just caught up on it last night (I DVR it and watch two, three in a row - it's the Best! - and no commercials).

I remember the one you refer to. I just Love Marshall and Lily. (She's a badass!)
Pam: The only reason I wondered about the farm thing, I'm from Kansas, and I know how difficult it was to keep a farm going unless you had a wife and many children. I know what you mean about it not being the West west, but it's definitely farm country. Carrollton has a population Now of only a little over 2,500 people. The more I look at what follows the WA - it's something, and then an S, I think it's Warsaw, North Dakota. So how did they meet? A church thing? A second cousin thing? It's maddening, I tell you, Maddening!!!
I thought spooning was invented in Kansas, by me!
I thought there was going to be a picture of you with a spoon on your nose!
Maybe he just really liked soup.
it's cryptic message. you find the other spoon and it's solved. ~R~
I love spooning. Cool find. Hey, I live in Santa Rosa too!

Those are my thoughts :)
What a find! Spooning is fun, especially when you have to feed a wood burning stove to stay warm all winter. We did that for nearly two of our winters and we all spooned -- my husband and I, our two girls, our dog, the guinea pigs, even the goldfish. This lady probably the first to do the "you show me yours and I'll show you mine" thing. Thanks for sharing this with us!
What a great find! I agree with Boanerges1...it's like a prehistory eharmony card.
From what I have learned, spooning refered to how two people lie with each other back to front on a blanket and talk tenderly. Like on a picinic in a private, or smi-private area They physically fit like two spoons stacked together, laying and talking or teasing....

It sounds like a wife search/proposition. This has gone on throughout the 20th century to the present (in different forms w the internet). It's charming because of the suggestion of intimacy, even though the two people seem to not know each other, yet they have some level of trust in the "your friend" closing.
Great find. It would be great if you could find relatives of the people.
A lovely mystery. Did you ever read A.S. Byatt's "Possession" -- it has a lot of the same feeling -- exhuming old letters, piecing together vanished lives.
I think it was from a guy having flashbacks from the Spanish American War still ticked off at William Randolph Hearst for making TR what he was. Guy was looking for more heroin to cook in the spoon.
yes, Gary, I know of what you speak. But I also know that they referred to the mere act of the "woo" as spooning as well. So it had/has a nonliteral meaning, which is, of course, related to the literal meaning.

And I did do some searches for Jacksons in Carrollton - impossible task. Only having initials thwarted me in geneology sites. I'll just have to invent the back story and be content with that.

Gwool: What are you smokin', boy? I must ascribe to you an appelation from Ambrose Bierce (you brought up TR!):

Mad, adj. Affected with a high degree of intellectual independence.
It's 1912 and the postcard is a very bright red, oh my, what will the postman think?
ok, i got a thought: we spend 99.999 per cent of our lives going about our "business," and the rest, perhaps, as the animals that we are. Yet it is that .001 per cent that controls the rest. I ain't going on, I'm past suffering fools gladly. good luck connie, i'm sure you'll find a squeeze if you give yourself the chance.
Wow, that is really cool.
That is really neat! Spooning does mean 'to woo' like you thought, I believe. Maybe "sparking" was the same?
Can't help you solve your mystery, but you had me at the word antique. I love browsing around other peoples old and sometimes forgotten treasures. Your postcard is a nice find, but I'm like you, didn't think they'd have anything about spooning under the moon or anywhere else. 1912 Porn :)