Cleaning the closet for Chris' eventual arrival, I opened a box and found my old high school letter collection. :)

In the dinosaur days before texting, my friends and I would write notes on actual paper! Often we wrote things intending for them to be passed around to all our other friends, which is how I ended up with so many of my own letters after they made the rounds.

My writing style has not changed much. I give you an excerpt written about but never actually given to a boy who had had a crush on me and then like a toad I stepped on his heart and broke it :/ He got his revenge though, when he suddenly sprouted from 5'4" to over 6' and became quite the hottie. Anyway the note ends:

Please, please, I beseech you, greet me once more with those tender words -- "Howzit, Tracy."
Until you summon me, I remain,
Bewilderingly True

Then there's this "official memo" that starts off

To: BDE CO (brigade commander, for the non-military out there)
From: Co. A CO-to-be (Company commander-to-be, which apparently I was)
Sir:
This is just a polite bread-and-butter note in which I propose to tell you that I wish you'd drop dead.

Now I wish I could remember what the heck that was all about :D

Most of the letters I have are between myself, Dianne, Lisa and Ruth, though there's a couple of other notes scattered throughout. When I read them now I'm struck by how rotten my handwriting is; I can barely understand some of my letters. Apparently, I have them sorted chronologically (because I'm anal), which makes it even funnier to see the same events unfolding across all our different perspectives.

When I read these notes now, sometimes I remember what the motivations were for the incidents discussed but other times it seems like a book in which everything happened to other people.

Since my high school friend Kurt apparently reads my blog now, here's something I wrote to Ruth about him on December 19, 1978 (aieee!) "Kurt gave me a piece of gum today in return for one he took yesterday." Geeze, how lame; I'm sure there's something better in this collection. Who knows? :)