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| circa 1962-3 |
On this festive occasion, it's time to examine two works of literary significance constructed by the Birthday Boy Himself. The first (above) goes back about a half-century and is as cute as a litter of two-day-old kittens; the second one (below) was written about 30 years ago. After perusing both pieces, I'd have to say that MJ was wise to turn to printing (vs.calligraphy), or that postcard would have been good for about 13 words. And that the eventual introductions of spell-check** and grammar-check were, for him, absolute godsends....
All the Best on Your Big Day Mikey!
(And keep those cards and letters coming!)
**Curious that this recent college grad (with a degree in Geography no less) spelled "Mountains"
M-o-u-n-t-i-a-n-s not once, not twice, but three times in a tiny 3x5 postcard. (Actually, my bad... I wasn't around to edit.)
All the Best on Your Big Day Mikey!
(And keep those cards and letters coming!)
**Curious that this recent college grad (with a degree in Geography no less) spelled "Mountains"
M-o-u-n-t-i-a-n-s not once, not twice, but three times in a tiny 3x5 postcard. (Actually, my bad... I wasn't around to edit.)
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| circa 1979-80, Euro backpacking tour with Donna |
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