tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33506976.post9069479397468137032..comments2023-12-11T01:31:13.660-08:00Comments on Nordic Blue: Treasuring the Message of Family Artifacts, or, How Not to Break A Grandparent's HeartChery Kinnickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08662778019834533118noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33506976.post-53402496128352527992013-01-21T08:08:32.039-08:002013-01-21T08:08:32.039-08:00Luci - thank you for your thoughtful comments. I ...Luci - thank you for your thoughtful comments. I know you understand why I just had to say something about my discovery; I don't even know this family, but it will probably bother me for a long time. I'm glad you have the letter from your father to family... letters are the very best treasures!Chery Kinnickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08662778019834533118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33506976.post-36143274425962981532013-01-21T07:17:39.528-08:002013-01-21T07:17:39.528-08:00Thank you for the 'touchstone' moment you ...Thank you for the 'touchstone' moment you so eloquently describe. It's a reminder to all of us to take to heart those pieces of ephemera that are dear to us. <br /><br />Just this past week I came across a hand written letter from my father. It was scrawled on a single sheet of white lined notebook paper (with the Mead logo imprinted in the bottom right corner). The letter had crisscrossed the country, between his (6) siblings, in late 2008. The letter starts out with "Dear family, Life is good and great. We have had a beautiful fall here in Minnesota. The fall colors in the Twin Cities were beautiful, golden brown, yellow, orange, green, whatever color you can think of. Especially along the great Mississippi River. We went for a drive every chance we could..." <br /><br />It goes on from there describing his enjoyment with Turner Classic Movie (TV) Station, night time dreams, practicing efficiency, reading the New York times and Wall Street Journal at the library, playing cribbage and 500 and the satisfaction he got from 'picking up trash' (as a volunteer) around the church property. <br /><br />My father passed away this past February (2012). This single piece of notebook paper, with his unique handwriting, is between two pieces of glass and is now hanging on the wall of my study. <br /><br />One never knows what might become of what one person sees as ‘discardable’ item'. For me, this letter is a treasure!Luci J. Baker Johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10015888151422004959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33506976.post-63925812428215909882013-01-21T07:16:01.768-08:002013-01-21T07:16:01.768-08:00Thank you for the 'touchstone' moment you ...Thank you for the 'touchstone' moment you so eloquently describe. It's a reminder to all of us to take to heart those pieces of ephemera that are dear to us. <br /><br />Just this past week I came across a hand written letter from my father. It was scrawled on a single sheet of white lined notebook paper (with the Mead logo imprinted in the bottom right corner). The letter had crisscrossed the country, between his (6) siblings, in late 2008. The letter starts out with "Dear family, Life is good and great. We have had a beautiful fall here in Minnesota. The fall colors in the Twin Cities were beautiful, golden brown, yellow, orange, green, whatever color you can think of. Especially along the great Mississippi River. We went for a drive every chance we could..." <br /><br />It goes on from there describing his enjoyment with Turner Classic Movie (TV) Station, night time dreams, practicing efficiency, reading the New York times and Wall Street Journal at the library, playing cribbage and 500 and the satisfaction he got from 'picking up trash' (as a volunteer) around the church property. <br /><br />My father passed away this past February (2012). This single piece of notebook paper, with his unique handwriting, is between two pieces of glass and is now hanging on the wall of my study. <br /><br />One never knows what might become of what one person sees as ‘discardable’ item'. For me, this letter is a treasure!Luci J. Baker Johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10015888151422004959noreply@blogger.com