Words on a page...

With so much communication being electronic, I think we've forgotten the power of the handwritten letter. This morning, Jackson got a letter in the mail from a little buddy back in Cincinnati. It was all of twelve lines long, but it was covered with stickers and included a laminated paper apple with Jackson's name on it that had hung in their 4th grade classroom last year. There is not an email in the world that could have meant as much to him.

I'm teaching the new staffers this afternoon - my first time teaching in the IHOP context, and they've got me following brainiac Stuart Greaves, teacher extraordinaire who sounds even smarter than he is with that slight dutch accent. I'm toast.

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