Handwriting Prose

Occasionally, I come across such a well-written article describing something that I love that I want to tell each person I know about it. This is one of those articles. It's celebrating and mourning the loss of handwriting. I love script, fonts, typeset, and words. I always have, a life-long affair with print. Here is a blip from the article;

"Whatever the substance of graphology, the character is there nonetheless. Though ostensibly silent, a handwritten letter from someone we know speaks with the voice—querulous, joking, ardent, tinged with an accent from Padua or Bulawayo—of its author. Though still, the letters on the page live and breathe as the writer does, crotchety and shaky with old age, hectic with youth, comfortably embracing as a mother. A handwritten envelope (the first we seize on, among the mailouts and bills) announces itself from the doormat as unmistakably as if the sender had walked through the door; and we are accordingly happy or irritated, intrigued or fearful."

If you have a minute, read the rest.

Handwriting: Celebrating a dying art.
http://moreintelligentlife.com/content/ideas/ann-wroe/handwriting-elegy?page=0%2C0