This month marks the one-year anniversary of my grandmother’s passing. She passed less than two years after her husband, my grandfather. They’ve been on my mind a lot lately. I catch my thoughts slipping into memories, like a bittersweet treat. I saw a typewriter today and thought I’d share one of the many reasons I love them so much. When I was 15, I wanted a typewriter. I am a techie–always have been–and a writer. I take my wording quite seriously and always have. This typewriter had a small word-processing feature on it. Not to give away my age, but this would’ve been summer ofRead More →