How many of our children have held a hand-written letter in their hands and read it over and over again? How many have stored them away and pulled them out when they're having a really tough day?
I'm a ferocious communicator, firing off texts, e-mails and tweets at all hours, but I'd forgotten how much I love the ritual of collecting my thoughts and writing them down, in pen.
My friend and his wife recently had a baby -- the gorgeous Toby. And they did something completely cool, which was to ask friends concerned with social justice to write letters to Toby, which they would publish in a book.
CALIFORNIA, Pa. -- Much has happened in the 53 years since Vonnie sent Clark the letter, wondering why he hadn't called before going back to college.
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By continuing to refer to couples with the man's name first -- "David and Sarah" rather than "Sarah and David" -- people are unwittingly reinforcing g...