The above postcard arrived in my family's mailbox in early October 1978, I was a little over four and a half years old. I have a clear memory of my mother handing me the card and telling me it was a picture of an alligator. I couldn't see it, I could only see the alligator and the reflection as an arrow shape. I finally figured it out, but I never forgot the feeling of that initial visual misunderstanding.
