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.