My old-fashioned ways of writing letters and sending thank you notes have led me to a pretty awesome collection of stationary and postcards.
In this electronic age, it is safe to say that some may never pick up an ink pen again. But I don’t care how in love you are with your cell phones and laptops. A handwritten card will forever produce a thrill. (That is, until some idiot succeeds in nixing snail mail.)
For those of you who still write letters, you might appreciate my latest batch of outgoing mail - thank you notes to all the people I saw on my recent visit back home. My favorite element of this primitive art? Choosing the right card for the right person.
My first trip outside…..
To Dad, who likes the desert.
Bob – to my favorite hair dresser.
Sent the Boston Massacre postcard to the sister with whom I may never stop fighting.
I see you down there Jim and Joni!
Newport Beach has mermaids.
John Singer Sargent, a favorite artist. Jim took me to his exhibit in Boston.
Todos Santos, home of the original Hotel California. Still have to make it there.
Convinced a bookstore owner to sell this off the wall of his hippie section. Thanks, bud.