Letters to Myself 6

216 Clydesdale Road Antigonish Nova Scotia July 3rd, 2017   Dearest Johnny-Boy, This time Dorothy found your letter on the sideboard in the hall among a pile of other letters and other stuff that I had collected from the postbox and hadn’t looked through yet. We don’t have our own postbox at our house, but […]

Letters to Myself 5

Ravenswood, 47 Bristol Road, Weston-super-Mare, Somerset. August 15, 1949.   Dear John, I was reading “Biggles Delivers the Goods” in bed last night, and I turned over a page and there was another letter from you waiting for me. I don’t know how it got there but it was a very nice surprise. Jane and […]

Letters to Myself 4

216 Clydesdale Road Antigonish Nova Scotia January 1st, 2018   Dearest Johnny-Boy Happy New Year! It was lovely to get another letter from you. This time I found it in a book of poems I just happened to feel like reading. I have my own study with hundreds of books in it, so it was […]

Letters to Myself 3

Ravenswood, 47 Bristol Road, Weston-super-Mare, Somerset. Saturday, October 31, 1948.   Dear John, Thank you very much for your letter. It was lying under the bed in the middle of my train set when I got up yesterday. I don’t know how it got there, but I know it wasn’t there when I went to […]


My blog for today – April 22 – is a true story Marilyn Gerriets reminded me of after church today. It’s a tale of karma I hadn’t thought of  in twenty years. As always, I’ll put a link on my facebook. Twins Thirteen-year-old Renee had to compose an essay about American health care for a […]

Letters to Myself 2

Letters to Myself (2) All letters deserve an answer, so here goes: my first letter from my present-day self to my  six-year-old self. I’m enjoying this new way of journalling – I’d be interested to hear if anyone else out there has ever written to themselves at a younger age. Johnny-Boy was the name my […]

Letters to Myself

Letters to Myself: Blog 04/17/18 I’ve taken to writing letters to myself, as a kind of extension of journaling. But if writing a daily journal is pretty old-fashioned these social media-beset days, how about writing actual letters rather than ripping off an email? The only people I know who write longhand letters are my sister […]