Last week I went on a little rant about how much Facebook hates me and how mutual that emotion is.
At the end of my the deadline-is-upon us tirade I wrote, “So, to avoid having to read any more of this prattle next week, send us a letter, maybe write it out by hand just for old times sake. If you insist on posting your comments only on Facebook I’m not going to be able to see them.”
I was delighted the very next day to receive just that, a hand-written letter, hand delivered no less. And it was from a kindred spirit.
Thank you to Myrna Eichhom for taking me up on my challenge. Here’s what she had to say:
Dear Becky
I read your missive From This Corner and couldn’t help but respond, pen in hand.
I would like to continue the good news of Dec. 4 by sharing the joy of experience when I come “home” to visit my 92-year-old mother. I am welcomed here by kind relatives and kind residents living in my mom’s senior condo. All of these people are long-time, caring citizens of North Battleford.
In the last while, I have been fortunate to spend a few days each month in my hometown. There have been a number of great community activities to participate in. I have especially enjoyed my morning walks around downtown, each time admiring the intriguing brick art on the liquor store walls.
I, too, appreciate the sidewalks that have been cleared by the city workers. I, too, have a flip up cellphone and share your hate of Facebook. Your kindred spirit!
Myrna Eichhom
Calgary, Alta.
