
Last winter, when I visited Grandma Gloria in Janesville, Wisconsin, we dug around the basement. We happened across an old cigar box filled with old correspondence and calling cards dating around the early 1900′s. I asked her who they were from, but she had no clue. Evidentially, she had freed them from an attic of a house she lived in during the 60′s.
Regardless the handwriting in the letters is beautifully delicate, vulnerable and carefully considered. I felt lucky (and sheepishly voyeuristic) to have the privilege of perusing this lady’s mail.
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