My ninety-year-old Aunt Joan keeps things: newspaper articles on Spanish cuisine, records of family accomplishments, and letters–lots of letters.  She sorts through her boxes of papers and sends those of interest on to the appropriate family member.

Most often I receive letters written either by myself, or a relative.  Yesterday, though, I opened an envelope from Joanie and found the following: an article I wrote about  teaching that was published in the Monroe-Woodbury Teachers’ Association newsletter, Crossroads.