Lost stamps near Reno Arch
I’ve been sorting through a small stamp collection that belonged to my grandfather, and I’m heartbroken to realize the stamps are missing. They were in a glassine envelope tucked in my coat pocket when I stopped for coffee near the Reno Arch on Virginia Street around 9:30 a.m. today. The envelope is plain and a bit worn, but inside are a few old issues that carry family memories more valuable than any price tag. I’d give anything to have them back where they belong; they’re not just stamps, they’re pieces of our history.
Reno Arch, Virginia Street, Reno
27 days
ago