Letters. Those things in the mailbox that aren't thrown in the trash right away. When somebody sits down and put their thoughts down on a piece of paper and ship it off with a forty-nine cent stamp. Nowadays, there are many ways to communicate. You can use Snapchat, Facebook, Periscope, even the ancient art of e-mail to name a few. People can use 140 characters or show breakfast with a dozen hashtags and filters. Writing letters seems to be a lost art. They take time and thoughtfulness. When I write someone every other week, I can't put every detail of my life. I have to be selective, not like social media, but in a different way.
