I believe that to be a testament to the craftsmanship - these relics can stand the test of time. Above the logo, on what would typically be the shipping label, there is no address - delivery nor return. I'm not sure how it found its way to me. Instead, I've had to scribble out what I discovered to be my darkest secrets, scrawled in near-illegible chicken scratch. I'm unsure who wrote, or, especially, who knew these secrets of mine. Was it Hunter? Ben? Jake? Kuyler? Travis? James?