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I love reading people's postcards at work and there is something about an actual letter... wrapping your love letters in a red ribbon and putting them in a shoebox in your closet for your kids to find. Sending/receiving letters from kids at camp. Even choosing your stamp and your postcard says so much about a person. Your penmanship reflects your age. Your mail carrier knows more about you than you realize.

This is a good question. I don't send postcards as much but I do send some people actual letters...my friends James, Sean and I send letters, through the mail, almost as a tradition, and I owe them both.

Now I'm paranoid about what my mail carrier knows about me.

probably half of them are oblivious....

Yes I do, actually, even if my handwriting is completely illegible.

I've written a lot of letters and postcards that I haven't gotten around to sending. I've sent way more mail since joining Goodreads, oddly enough.

I'm a member of Postcrossing, where you send a random person around the world a postcard, and then someone else randomly sends you a postcard. I'm also a member of a site where I "swap" lots of postcards. I have hundreds of them.

I'm a postcard fan.

that sounds awesome Britt...I will definitely check that out.

I send a postcard to a friend when I go on vacation. My son sent one to his mom while we were in Oregon recently.

OMG!!! YES YES YES!

I have a collection of postcards friends and family have sent over the years - they've all been postmarked and mailed from (insert fab location). Of course, I send postcards in kind.

When my nephew was old enough to understand the joy of getting snail mail, I made it my New Year's resolution to send him a letter each week. And I did that. He'd send mail back to me - often a picture he colored or drew or painted or a class assignment. Sometimes he'd just send me a piece of paper with "Dylan" written in a really large font. :)

Now my dad and I correspond regularly via snail mail.

I'm a big fan of it.

In fact, I have a group on FB - SNAIL MAIL IS THE SHIT. We don't do anything special in the group. It's just a fan page. That's all. Y'all should come on and join the SMITS party!!!

That is so cute Heidi.

When I was a kid I used to correspond with my grandmother, I always loved receiving mail from her.

I am a very sad correspondent now. Nothing, no letters, no postcards. :(

Yes, occasionally. I used to be a huge letter writer, starting in childhood. Now I'm down to a few a year. But I still have a big stash of stationery and notecards. And some of the letter press notecards for sale now are so adorable, I'm always tempted to buy them. I've also kept every letter I've ever gotten from a family member or close friends.

Gail "cyborg" wrote: "That is so cute Heidi.

When I was a kid I used to correspond with my grandmother, I always loved receiving mail from her.

I am a very sad correspondent now. Nothing, no letters, no postcard..."

:) Thanks, Gail. I have to admit I had my selfish motives in doing it, though - my nephew lives 8 hours away, and I only see him may 2 times a year. At the time, I was feeling incredibly jealous that my sister's BFFs were all so very close to him because they'd get to see him at least once a week. I figured that if I sent letters (usually with a sticker or temporary tattoo or two), he'd remember me fondly. And he does! When I go to Houston, we always have a Dylan and Auntie Heidi Day, and he calls me on occasion to gossip.

We don't do the regular correspondence anymore - I've told him, though, that if he were to send me any mail, I'd write back immediately (stickers or treats implied).

I still send postcards and Christmas cards. Not letters anymore though, although I always try to include a note in packages I send.

I have one friend who I correspond with via letters. I love it. When I take a trip I ALWAYS send postcards to people. I love it. It is like a ritual from the past.

I don't really like to send Christmas cards, actually I don't like sending cards for any of the pressure-filled dates. Remembering to commemorate others' days of birth, anniversaries, days of fathers days for mothers, blah.