Posted in The Old Days

Personal Stationery: A Delightful but Dying Tradition

As I’ve received sorority alumnae dues in the mail over the past few weeks, I’ve been reminded of how much I loved my annual personal stationery gift from my Nannie and Papa back in high school and college. And I wondered why I stopped wanting it. I don’t know that answer, but as soon as I received the first check with a simple, but sweet note, I ran out to Scratch Pad in Mt. Pleasant to grab some nice notecards until my resupply of personal stationery comes in. I want anyone who receives a note from me to get that same cared-for feeling, especially now that handwriting and snail mail literally cost more than an email or a text.


If you've had my cooking or heard me sing, you've shared some of the happiest and most memorable moments of my life. But if you've been lucky enough to listen to me sing while I cook, well, then you've seen the real me. And if you've sung and cooked with me, you know what being loved by me is!

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