Dear Friends and Colleagues,
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Dear Friends and Colleagues,
Some U.S. stamps don’t display a dollar amount, but they’re still valid for mailing—as long as the total postage meets or exceeds the current rate. I need this information for my postcarding groups.
Forever stamps: Always valid for 1 oz First-Class Mail, including standard postcards, regardless of the current rate.
Postcard stamps: Always valid for mailing a standard postcard, regardless of the current rate.
These include stamps marked “Christmas” with a year number. Years with no rate change are skipped.
1981 – $0.18 Note: 1981 Christmas stamp = $0.20
1982 – $0.20
1985 – $0.22
1988 – $0.25
1991 – $0.29
1995 – $0.32
1999 – $0.33
2000 – $0.33
2001 – $0.34
2002 – $0.37
2006 – $0.39
2007 – $0.41
2008 – $0.42
2009 – $0.44
2012 – $0.45
2013 – $0.46
2014 – $0.49
2016 – $0.47 (rate decrease)
2017 – $0.49
2018 – $0.50
2019 – $0.55
2021 – $0.58
2022 – $0.60
2023 – $0.63 (Jan), $0.66 (Jul)
2024 – $0.68
2025 – $0.78 (as of October)
These stamps were issued during rate transitions and represent the following values:
A stamp (1978) – $0.15
B stamp (1981) – $0.18
C stamp (1981) – $0.20
D stamp (1985) – $0.22
E stamp (1988) – $0.25
F stamp (1991) – $0.29
G stamp (1994) – $0.32
H stamp (1998) – $0.33
Used to supplement older stamps when rates increased:
D rate makeup stamp (1985) – $0.01
E rate makeup stamp (1988) – $0.02
F rate makeup stamp (1991) – $0.04
G rate makeup stamp (1994) – $0.01
H rate makeup stamp (1998) – $0.01

In our collective work to restore democracy and the rule of law, we have two obligations: the first is to educate ourselves, and the second is to participate in helping the public understand what is at stake.
To educate ourselves, we must learn the facts and understand why those facts matter to the lives of everyone. We then must convey that information to our friends, colleagues, and networks through civil dialogue and civic engagement.
Toward these goals, LDAD is honored to have a role in a special webinar taking place this Thursday, October 23, presented by Speak Up for Justice, an organization devoted to voicing support for a judiciary under unprecedented attack. The webinar is entitled Judges Under Siege – Lawyers Speak Up, and you may register by clicking here.
Lawyers Defending American Democracy is laser focused on ways to galvanize the legal profession to address the crisis we are facing in this country, including through our recently launched initiative entitled, “Meeting the Moment – A Call for Lawyers to Lead.”
Through Meeting the Moment, we are asking lawyers across the country to use their skills and expertise to engage other lawyers, friends, businesses, the media, nonprofit organizations, faith communities, civic and community groups, and others in the fight to preserve our democratic institutions.
The success of this effort depends on lawyers who are willing to volunteer time in their states to share clear and consistent information – for example, drafting articles, letters to the editor, social media postings, and presentations – that can help break through the disinformation flooding people’s social media feeds and sources of news each day. We can accomplish this by working together to share Toolkits, Talking Points, and Guidance that meet this moment in a dedicated and purposeful way.
Please consider serving as a volunteer. We also encourage you to consider becoming a State Lead. In that role, you would serve as the primary point of contact between your state team and LDAD leadership, sharing updates on local activities, identifying emerging needs or challenges, and helping us ensure each state team has the resources it needs to be successful.
To express your interest in participating in this initiative, please fill out this form.
We hope you will join this national effort to restore our democracy and the rule of law. Your talents have never been needed more.
Thank you,
Lawyers Defending American Democracy
On this milestone day, the Washington State Bar Association invites you to a special continuing legal education webinar exploring the UN’s legacy and future. This is more than a celebration—it’s a call to reflection and reform! This timely and thought-provoking CLE program brings together leading international law scholars and practitioners to examine the evolving role of the United Nations in today’s complex global landscape.
Through expert insights and real-world case studies, we’ll explore:
🌐 The UN’s enduring contributions to international law and human rights
⚖️ The International Court of Justice and the prosecution of genocide
📊 Assessing the effectiveness of UN missions and programs
🔍 The practical value of UN bodies — such as the Aarhus Convention Secretariat — to legal practitioners, NGOs, and civil society
🧭 Whether the UN remains fit for purpose in the 21st century
Featured Faculty:
🎓 This program is designed for attorneys, human rights advocates, international law practitioners, and anyone working with or within global institutions.
📩 Space is limited. Reserve your spot today and be part of this historic legal commemoration.
I never met my older brother Robert Jr. He died in the early 1950s, before I was born. I asked my mother about him only one time. She looked sad and said, 'It was something they’d just give you a shot for now.'
Let me take you back to a bright and sunny Saturday many years ago—a day when my brother Steve and I embarked on the Unforgettable Penny Scramble Family Photo Shoot Adventure, at a community festival held on the grassy grounds around El Centro De La Raza in Seattle.
Do not think we had some grand plan, oh no ... this idea came together like a mystery meatloaf. I *think* I heard about the event through a community bulletin, mentioned it to Steve during a family gathering, and somehow, in the spirit of "why not," we decided it would be fun to lend a hand. The festival needed volunteers, and Steve had his trusty camera, a portable printer, and his love for capturing memories. "Perfect," he said, "I'll take family photos and print them on the spot to give away!"
As for me? I remembered with joy the classic penny scramble. When I was a kid, parents would throw down a tarp in a barn, cover it with hay, sprinkle in some pennies, and let us kids dive in to find treasure. It was a guaranteed good time, both for us treasure seekers and for parents who could hang out together watching their kids. Then Steve and I Had A Brilliant Idea: Why pay for hay when we can get unlimited office-grade shredded paper from Steve’s workplace? We'll just bag it later and leave it in the recycling bin, no muss, no fuss. Brilliant!!!!!
The festival was on the sunniest day all year in Seattle, which, contrary to legend, can have beautiful sunny days (just not too many of them). We inflated a rubber life raft, filled it with the shredded paper and mixed in a baggy of pennies, some nickels, and a few shiny dimes to keep things interesting.
| photo by Steve |
Kids dove in and had a blast scrambling for their loot, splashing through the mess to find treasure. Parents watched, amused, and added their spare change. Every now and then, I'd toss in more shreds to make up for what the children tracked away.
Meanwhile, Steve set up his photo station and was constantly busy snapping and printing pictures for all comers. There were one or two dozen other booths giving out snacks, drinks, information about local resources and health care, balloons, whistles, doodads, gewgaws, and all the farfenagle of a community festival. It was a picture-perfect day.
Until.
The sun began to set - it's clean up time! Steve packed up his gear, and I started to bag the shredded paper. That’s when I began to appreciate the difference between hay and paper.
If a little hay splashes into a grass lawn, you can pick up the big clumps, and any residue just sort of fades among the leaves of grass. In contrast, intense bright white printer paper stands out as the untidy litter that it was. Any single shred shone against the grass like a careless bit of litter instead of a well-intentioned donation - and there were hundreds of shreds, a day's worth of the stuff scattered around the lawn. It felt like that fairy tale about catching every feather dumped from a pillow: we can't do it, we can only try until everyone else has gone home, and then quietly fade away ourselves.
In truth, I don't think anyone but our own feelings of guilt actually held the situation against us, we got mailed a nice "thank you" card, and the day remains a happy memory. Somewhere out there, I hope there are families who still have those photos, and kids—now adults—who smile when they think of that sunny Saturday. And I walked away with a few lessons: