Postcards. I loved getting picture postcards. Exotic places on one side and a message from somebody that cared on the other.

I think that's the thing for me. Somebody cared enough to write the thing and get a stamp and mail it. It's about the caring.

I love getting personal emails and texts. It's the same caring but so much easier and faster.

So I don't so much mourn the passing of hand writing, I much more mourn the passing of caring. I don't think the electronic world is without it, but it has to be cultivated and isn't achieved by forwarding to a group. That leaves me cold.

I think we have it here. In case you hadn't noticed, I care what you have to say Lizelle, and spend a little time answering. It's the same only different.