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April 06, 2010

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How refreshing to read something that addresses the lost art
of letter-writing! Nowadays when we receive letters it's most
often from a grandparent or someone of another generation.
While the convenience and speed of e mail or texting sometimes makes for more frequent communication....it just isn't the same
experience as receiving a good letter!

Thanks Cari for taking the time to comment.

I and a few of my close, though geographically distant, friends, still converse quite meaningfully and thoughtfully, and yet through email. The format itself has little to do with how it's used--this is a technology first used by Unix hackers, after all--but a culture has grown up around it and the informality is somewhat expected. Except among me and my friends. A telephone conversation could never approach the intimacy with which we trade words by email; it is our outlet of feelings and ponderings to others of similar ilk.

So it still exists, for those who want it.

Thank you Golias, I appreciate your comment.

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