Eleanor Roosevelt wrote more than one thousand letters, most of them to her dear friend Lorena Hickok.  In the past, letters were written on all kinds of paper and writing instruments.  I have an image from films, women and men sitting at a desk with a fountain pen, inkwell, and sheets of paper in front of them. Sometimes they even sealed the envelop with their initials or a family crest in wax.  Today we send letters via email and even text messaging. Some critiques of this new technology believe that the art of letter writing is being lost and that is not a good thing.

When I moved to Tennessee, I started a series, “Letters from the South” to keep my friends back in New York up-to-date on my adventures in a new place.  More recently, with a diagnosis of breast cancer and a year of treatment, I started a blog “Letters from 237 Spring Garden Street.”  The latter  group of letters, (see “Treatment” in this blog)  provided my family and friends with an update of that journey.

This blog is a combination of all the letters. It is a work in progress as I discover the technological opportunities and limits on this WordPress site.  I am hoping to upload the “Letters from the South.”  I am also exploring how to link to a group of letters that were written to my uncle in 1926, the last year of his life.

I welcome your comments both to content and appearance.