Words that live forever
This socially-distant holiday season will not be celebrated the way we have always enjoyed. But writing a letter to a loved one will bring us closer.
By Linda Solomon, Special to the Detroit Free Press
Published
4:37 pm UTC Dec. 19, 2020
Linda Solomon reads a letter from her father
Antranik Tavitian, Detroit Free Press
“This letter which I am writing with my own hand, with my own pen, with my own penmanship comes from me and no one else . you can read me today, tomorrow, any day you want.” A. R . Gurney Playwright “LOVE LETTERS”
My dad passed away suddenly when he was 63. Thirty years ago. I have no video of him, no FaceTime messages, no voicemail messages. But I have his handwritten letters. And I can read them “any day” I want. When I read his letters, my dad’s voice and heart are forever with me. Providing comfort because I can touch the paper he touched. His letters, written on a simple yellow lined pad with a red pen.
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