On Sat, Aug 11, 2018 at 9:06 AM Nani <[email protected]> wrote: Speaking of slow thinking, I’m reminded of the ultimate slow conversation > -- the lost art of letter writing. Yep, “snail mail”! There was a strange > and pleasurable sense of anticipation in waiting for, receiving, and then > opening that envelope with eager fingers. And somehow, those exchanges felt > deeper and far more satisfying. >
The only real personal acquaintance I can claim with my maternal grandfather relates to the fact that we were regular "pen pals" for years, before he passed. He was quite a character, too, having served in WW2, among other things. Udhay
