February 23, 2005

by Reb Yudel
Kids these days

I remember when I first visited Israel. I promised my mother I'd write, so every week I made the trek to the post office -- five miles uphill in the snow, both ways, in Israel's hot June heat -- to mail an aerogramme*.

Would our kids do that for us?

Luckily, we'll never have to find out, because the tour company escorting The-Tenth-Grader around Israel is posting digital photos to the web. That's her, third from the left.
*An aerogramme, for the youngsters out there in blog land, was the cheapest way to write across the ocean. It was a single sheet that doubled as stationery and envelope.

The only tricky thing was folding it -- not an easy task since, in my day, all international correspondence was inscribed on clay tablets. TrackBack

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