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Work: The death of snail mail

I've been on vacation for nearly two weeks and returned today. In my mailbox at work? A letter from a prisoner (they can't email) and a brochure from Poynter, a journalism institute, and my paycheck stub.

Three items.

My email? About 700 emails and counting. I've been at the newspaper 27 years and remember in those early years, stacking up my snail mail in two piles and taking the entire week to finish off the pile, working on it off and on.

Now, 700 emails sounds like a lot. Half will be stuff I can delete right away, so we're talking about an hour or two of  work on emails this morning.

I still love snail mail. But I must say, this is easier for re-entry to work after two weeks away. 


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Writer Catherine Johnston of Olympia, Wash., addresses issues facing aging baby boomers and seniors as well as issues of serious illness, death and dying, grief and loss.

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