On the way to dump our garbage this morning I was listening to the local oldies rock station and heard this song.
Remember when you had to wait for a letter from a love one: a girl friend or boy friend? Or perhaps you don't.
But back in the olden days:
the Ol'Buzzard
While today:
How fucking impersonal.
O'B
also...Elvis's return to sender..
ReplyDeleteYep. I got a Dear John when I was in basic training...way, way, way back yonder. It took the letter a week to get to me. By that time, while it was new and upsetting to me, she was long over it...with a new boy friend.
ReplyDeleteIn this case, neither method (snail mail vs instant communication) would have made any difference. I got over it...I still had my rifle...and my gun.
By the way, Jackiesue...in this case, it was Heartbreak Hotel time.
ReplyDeleteI was in the Arctic and wrote at least weekly to my fiancee in Saskatchewan. We would telephone once a month to the tune of $50 when it was real money. I like impersonal. Email to Ukraine. Reply in under five minutes! Tanya and I courted in 2005 by email. she in Russian, I in English and we used on line translators. MY kids said it must have made me sound more intelligent than I really was.
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