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Grey Sparrow Journal

Issue 30, July 31, 2017
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FAMILY LETTERS

 

Molly’s handwriting was the smallest

in the family, neat, spiky, not always

readable. My dad’s scrawl, elegant,

down-written as left-hand

writing usually is, filled a page with

ten lines. My schoolteacher mother

wrote perfect letters, creamy and smooth.

My brother, it turned out,

was supposed to be left-handed—and he did

die young—but he wrote a kind of  lefty’s

right-hand version of Dad’s.

As for me: later, when I sat

at the keyboard to transcribe, I would puzzle

over hasty words, like “spiky” (spunky?),

“elegant” (excellent?), “smooth” (severe?),

and “young” (yearn?).


                                                —─Gay Baines