love of letters

I had a friend in those long ago rugby days who was strong and noble yet quiet and shy. He was a great athlete and loved and respected by all. But in all the days we played I don’t recall him having a girl.

He joined the Navy, an officer, and shipped off to the sea and traveled the world. Before cell phones, and skype – using pen and paper was how we heard from him.

The sister of a friend began to write him, and they corresponded by mail, letters that went from ship to base to the states to home. As they wrote over those years, he opened up to her in a way that he had never done before. Through the long slow correspondence, she came know to the fine honorable man he was. Over time, in the gentlest of ways, they fell in love. When his tour was over, they were married.

This is the most romantic true story I have ever known, and how I envy him his words. For quiet and shy, what a poet he must have been.

May you find your poetry and share it.


36 Comments on “love of letters”

  1. […] Don’t fret, things turned out well for Lou as you can see. […]

  2. jiltaroo says:

    I have nearly 80 love letters from a beautiful man. I could never throw them away. Lovely blog.

  3. russtowne says:

    What a beautifully touching post. Thank you for sharing it!

    Russ

  4. Eric Alagan says:

    Yes, in the early days (1970s) when I courted Lisa – I was in Indonesia and she in Singapore – we resorted to letters. Because letters took so long (days and sometimes weeks) to arrive, we maximised words. Not a word was wasted…Now words are thrown somewhat frivolously, I reckon.

  5. Love of Letters – a beautiful story. He really must have been a poet. Reminds me of a play where a young rogue gets his friend to write beautiful letters to his sweetheart, but of course the sweetheart falls in love with the author of the letters. Ah…

  6. TheOthers1 says:

    What a lovely story. Reminds me that I need to send cards to people more often. We connect that way. 🙂

  7. emjayzed says:

    Sweet story, very romantic. Sigh…

  8. Oh gosh yes! Exactly what I was thinking, how very magical and revealing that written words can be, ushering in a truthfulness and purity hidden deep within the wellspring of the heart….an amazing story, Bill, so happy you shared it with us!
    Love and peace to you,
    Celeste

  9. mindfuldiary says:

    What a romantic story. Really touching. Old school letter writing is much more thoughtful, than any other form of communication. Choose paper, choose a pen, focus on clear handwriting, choose the thoughts, write them down, while thinking about the receiver of the letter, then post it…….every step is so thoughtful. Thanks so much for this post.

  10. globalunison says:

    This is one of the most beautiful post by you. I know, writing letters can do the magic and in every way, it is better than the email system we have now a days if excluded the fact of technology. The smell of the paper, someone’s writing and then the excitement and curiosity to read the letter – this all has its very own charisma.
    Thank you for such a beautiful share.
    Loads of love ,
    -Naima.

  11. jelebelle says:

    I adore writing letters and still do. It is so much more personal to feel the paper they chose, read the thoughts and see the handwriting, the cross outs, and stream of conscious energy that floats through the hand from ink to pen to paper. Somehow, email doesn’t convey this and never will. This note doesn’t show that my hands are shaky from the fatigue, the spirit overwhelmed by shortcuts and unfinished loops in the y’s and g’s. Thank you for re induing us. Always lovely to read your wisdom.


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