Communication in 2010

I've never written with a nib dipped in a vial.

I have a beautiful "real" ink pen but I rarely use it because who needs to write their grocery list with such a pen.

I remember when it was common to get 2 or 3 handwritten letters a week.  At one point in my youth, my Gramma North wrote to me every day.  And I wrote her nearly as often.

This world of personal communication is way beyond what I could have ever imagined.  So I'm trying to adjust and actually enjoy the idea that my wishes for people could be read by many.  Of course, it's just an idea at this point.