Recently my friend Lesley’s husband Sam began a blog dedicated to the posting of letters from his grandfather to his grandmother during World War II. You can find them at http://lettersfromokolona.blogspot.com/. The concept of letters from the past got me thinking about a beauty that may be gone forever, although I hope to keep it alive, the hand written word. How many phrases of hope, life and history will be forever lost to future generations because they were sent via text or email. No wonderful fading curls of penned script on yellowing paper that capture the passion of the era. So I say this, take the time to write a letter every once and a while. Actually print out a picture, put it in a frame, and write a little tale about the subjects of the photo on the back. I am sure that it will give your future children and grandchildren the joy and window to the past that those letters have given Sam.
Keep the Dream Alive!
Have a great MLK Day. I think everyone should ask themselves, “What am I doing to keep the dream alive?” Volunteer work? Donating to favorite charity? Working full time for an organization that benefits the greater good? Whatever it is just do it. Many small lights of hope equal a big flame.
TWEED!!!!!!!!
My Thursday TweedI don’t even own a bike but I love tweed and I must find a Tweed Ride in Atlanta. I know I just said that I do not own a bike but a sister would buy one to take part in one of these. It is like Critical Mass all Britt’d up in tweed. There is an amazing website at http://sftweed.com/ that talks all about the club in San Francisco and other Tweed Rides around the country. The clothing is amazing and who needs an excuse to get dolled up and drink beer.
Scene from the San Francisco Tweed Ride
For my 39th birthday this year I have decided on a tweed and argyle attire requirement. When I mentioned this to some people they were too excited as their entire closet is argyle(Dana). While others are keeping it low key with tweed caps and sneakers(Nicole). Whatver they decide to wear I know that they will be a stylish bunch and will enjoy helping me celebrate my last 30-something birthday!! Stay tuned for photos from the event.
Seven months
Yesterday my husband and I celebrated our seven month anniversary. I didn’t realize the seven month mark was upon us already and was so happy that he had remembered. This last month was not the easiest after the passing of his grandfather. While in Greensboro for the funeral I was able to meet many other Pinkeltons who were not able to make it to the wedding. They are an amazing bunch and I am so proud to be one of their clan. Joe’s cousin Charles recently sent Joe’s mom an email stressing the imporatance of family staying in touch and gathering more frequently. It is not good when the sad times are the only time that families get together or make their feelings known. In his message he said, ” Remember the one thing we need to say to each other more is I LOVE YOU and know that we really mean it and the person we say it to knows we do.” Great words from a great guy.
I know that Joe and I say these words to each other every time we get. Whether you are at seven months, seven years, or seventy years I hope you say them to the ones you love every chance you get.
Maria Pinkelton 