Dear Jessica,

Your letter was waiting for me when I returned from

my last adventure...

Your letter took me back to grade school days...

Mom insisted I acquire a pen pal.

She had several...

Mom loved to write...

...it didn't take long for me to start writing...

I wrote to a boyfriend who went off to college;

I wrote copiously...

I corresponded from Puerto Rico....

By my third year of college I had a huge box

of replies...

I used to illustrate my letters with drawings...

But I don't think I used watercolors--

I wrote with an ink pen...

I preferred the green Mom used.

Your letter is a treasure!

It brought back so many memories...

simple reminiscing...

the simplicity of writing letters...

looking forward to the mail every day.

...I wrote so many letters.

I don't even remember what I wrote about--

it was the contact that was important.

You also brought back classroom memories.

I had completely forgotten about Moreau.

Now, about those illustrations:

These are what I was thinking about on my way home.

Here you see morning tree seeds...

While I was at the White Museum I bought two tiny fossils that I had been coveting for years--

an ammonite and an othoceras.

Thank you for including me in your project.

P.S. I gave most of my hats to the theater when I retired.

P.P.S. I have as many now as I did back then.

Image credit: Barbara K. Scott; http://stulder67.blogspot.com

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