My husband’s family lives in Minnesota. We don’t see them often, but when we do it’s a time to reminisce. Out come the old photos and letters and postcards. My mother-in-law has letters from her family that were written at the turn of the century. Some of these letters are written by children while on vacation to other family members back home. These letters are filled with details about their travels, what they did during the day, what the weather was, oh just about anything and everything.
It got me thinking – I don’t write letters anymore. I did, once upon a time – but now, with phones and text messaging and the ubiquitous e-mail, why write a letter. Even my parents are connected to the www, and I phone them at least three times a week. I never get a letter in the mail box, only bills, samples and promotions. So it begs the question – how will we be remembered?
The letters written by people before the modern age of technology tell a story about them, their lives, their hardships, their triumphs. They paint a picture of what life was like for that individual. Will our children and grandchildren remember us by the e-mails that are stored on our zip drives and back-ups? What personal stories will we leave behind?