One summer, during one of my weekend visits to her apartment, my grandmother brought out a special keepsake for the two of us to look at. It was a thin, 3-ring black notebook with my grandfather’s stamp collection. Most of them were US stamps issued in the 1930s and 1940s, but there was also a smattering of stamps that my grandfather had picked up
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