tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306252283429139894.post5064098795245746675..comments2024-03-15T00:27:48.794-07:00Comments on Retire In Style Blog Too: paper, stamps, and the address book...doing Christmas Jo's Way! @blogher # NaBloPoMo Barbara Torrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09618291241661047482noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306252283429139894.post-54468773237083095362012-12-13T12:24:21.800-08:002012-12-13T12:24:21.800-08:00RJ,You made my day too. Thank you for the thought...RJ,<br><br>You made my day too. Thank you for the thoughtful response. I wish I had known your dad. I think we would have gotten along really well. Some of us are much better on paper than in real life!<br><br>Be well.<br><br>BarbaraBarbara Torrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05114209481329773753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306252283429139894.post-81729955780336354252012-12-13T05:18:53.707-08:002012-12-13T05:18:53.707-08:00Most of us bloggers are writers by nature. It is j...Most of us bloggers are writers by nature. It is just what we do. Of course we that are in our golden years, whatever that means, started out with paper and pen. But you are right there is something about using that medium that adds emotional value. Being deaf writing is a way of life with me. Although I can now make telephone calls through my Captel telephone I prefer back and forth text.<br><br>My Dad was like your friend in that he was not into computers. I on the other hand was an information technologist so I was very into them. During the last year of his life (he died of colon cancer) we traded hand-written letters and it was a very emotional experience. Dad just never shared much of anything emotional but those letters were laced with his feelings and thoughts I had never heard from him before. I still have them typically laying somewhere on my desk. Just to see his hand written words makes me feel closer to him each time I read them. Thanks for the pleasant thought. Your post made my day.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com