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I'm Finding Treasures as I Look for Something Else

I'm looking for the Personal Progress book I used as a teenager. (That link is to the current program; the program of my youth has been updated a time or two or more over the years!) I haven't found it yet, but I've stumbled across some letters that my siblings wrote to me when I was in college.  You might find them as funny as I did.
I first discovered this gem from my brother:


Wow, don't I feel loved?  (But at least I'm not a fifth grader!)

Then I found a letter from my sister.  This is her opening paragraph of a full-page letter:


My sister loves me!  I guess I should be happy that my brother went the extra mile and came up with 7 sentences!  (And, I should note, my brother is better at staying in touch than I am now.  I could learn from his example.)

Have you ever stumbled across old letters that made you smile?

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Thanks for my siblings!

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  1. How nice! I kept a letter my brother wrote me while on his mission. It is the most he's ever written in his life - I presume:) it's amazing how much one has to say when you aren't able to see each other daily:)

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  2. While visiting an elderly aunt in San Diego she brought out a family Christmas letter from 1964 and gave it to me. When I read the paragraph about me I was astounded--I haven't changed very much in 51 years! We really do come here with distinct personalities and our own quirks.

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    1. We do come with our own personalities, don't we? :-)

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  3. Your brother's letter is a hoot! Handwritten letters are priceless and far better than today's emails and texts. I'm glad you kept these treasures.

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  4. I love these! My best friend from high school recently found and sent me a bunch of letters I had sent to her. Reading them was so much fun!

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    1. That must have been fun! A few years ago, my sister found a note from her childhood best friend, in which the friend said she thought she'd figured out a way to make money by writing. The amazing part was, she (the friend) went on to become a best-selling author!

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  5. I have letters in braille that my high school boyfriend learned how to write and wrote to me. It is something worth keeping and I read them every five or ten years.
    :-)
    Sibling and other family member correspondences are invaluable.

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