Love letters

 

Sometimes I mourn the demise of hand-written letters.   Yet, I can't remember the last time I actually wrote one of my own.  How two-faced is that?

Realizing today would have been my father's 112th birthday, I went deep-diving in the cedar chest..... where I discovered 4 generations' sentiments.

So sad not being able to remember my father's voice,

but seeing his handwriting still warms my heart.

Postmarked August 1917, it reads (in part):

"Having nothing to do will write to you and send you a greeting before People's Meeting.  It's an hour to wait from seven to eight.  Can't spend it better than drop you a letter and tell you a part of what's in my heart ...

(signed) from Frank the Crank to Adele, I hope you're well."

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Sent June 27, 1942 ... see the censor's stamp!
I suppose a 'V Letter' is the precursor to e-mail?

"Dearest, Today I received an added birthday gift from you by getting more letters from you.  I got a thrill in reading them."

and ...

"I wonder how things are in Lanesboro and can just see some of these families there that thought they had things so nice and secure."

"To you all my love and kisses sweetheart.  I keep thinking of you always and please take care of yourself. Do not worry."

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I 'little while' later (June 1957), I wrote

Funny what I believed a dime could buy!

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Finally, this memento from my Daddy's last vacation.

Mother's words written on the back of an airsick bag:

Still cracks us up.

Happy Heavenly birthday, daddy.  I love you!