Shortly after I moved to Oregon fifteen years ago, my dad and his wife (at the time) paid us a visit where my wife (at the time) and I had settled down. Some sightseeing was in order. We drove to Golden, a ghost town north of Grants Pass. Afterwards, we stopped off for lunch at the Wolf Creek Inn where they sell Golden memorabilia in the gift shop. I hadn’t realized that our visitors had bought a postcard until after they had returned to California. We found the souvenir in our guest room with a message on the back.
It’s taken me a while but I’ve finally gotten around to honoring their request.