Snail Mail

Love is in a letter.
Every week I write little cards to the kids in my class. At first, it was a way to introduce Becky and myself to them. Then I thought it'd be a great idea to send them their memory verses. I thought they'd learn them. Well, that never happens, but if they don't get "REAL MAIL" they are crushed. Becky and I both agreed with them. It's fun to get real mail that isn't a bill. So tonight, I did my cards and it got me to thinking about letters I've gotten over the years. Much like my Aunt Skipper plans to keep Kodak in business by buying 35mm film for her camera, I plan on keeping the USPS open by buying stamps. With blogs, email, and texting, a for-real, letter is a dying artform. The coolest letters I ever remember getting in the mail were summer letters. You know, when you're out of school, living in the middle of nowhere and seeing nobody, as a little kid, a letter is exciting! Mrs. Tidwell, my 3rd grade teacher wrote me about a 3 page letter the summer after I got out of her class. I wish I could find it. I kept it for years. Another letter I remember getting was from Mrs. Head, my 8th grade English teacher. She was an amazing teacher and gave me a love for English... and grammar. Then there are other short cards. I keep them all. I always enjoy Auntie Pat's cards. I guess because I always feel the need to read them in an English accent. And then, there is the BOX of letters I have from school... stuff that we wrote during class. There are a ton from Mal and a great majority are from Jenn Cockrell. Jenn's are particularly hilarious. It's no wonder none of us are too bright. We spent too much time entertaining ourselves. :0)