Over a span of 12 years, while J.J. and I lived overseas, I wrote hand written letters to my Mother. My 1,000th letter was personally hand delivered.
That was an era of pre-PC, pre-internet and with very expensive overseas phone calls. In many countries, you had to go to a special business office where usually the owner initiates a call. A client is charged for the service, the country destination and length of one’s call.
Fast forward to 40 some years later: J.J. and I retired in 2014, sold our home in Hawaii, purchased Honu and embarked on our minimalist lifestyle of RV adventure. We spent six years visiting all 50 states interspersed with foreign destinations. The drastic change allowed us to spend more time with my Mother and gave us more frequent opportunities to watch our granddaughter grow.
On my last visit with my Mother, she gave me back my letters which were kept in her bedroom. I thought perhaps one day, J.J. and I will read these letters and reminisce our youth. In the meantime, J.J. offered a practical solution of scanning letters and family photos to store them digitally. In addition to saving storage space, digital format would retain or even improve colors.
After scanning, a Microcut shredder was the final stage leaving buckets full of impersonal but beautiful snowflakes shapes.
Aloha -- Cathi