My son lives a few doors down from the house I used to own & sometimes still gets mail addressed to me (a last name not common in the area, and his gf has the same first name as me)----so. Yesterday, as I was feeling old and forgotten and like no one would ever really want to see me blah blah blah, my son called and read a card written to me from someone I went to school with a lifetime ago---and what a NICE card --memories--& now I am waiting for it to be forwarded. wow...