Handwritten notes, more than fifty years later...

In 1953, Mihran Kassarjian sent this note to his daughter, Marie. It's amazing how much personality can come through in a little, short, handwritten note. Even so many years later, can't you just read the affection on the back of this photo? (The front has been pasted below it so you can see his smiling face, too.) 

Communication between people has changed so much over the time. Distance is shortened by email and facebook and many, many other impersonal typed-up forms. There's something so much more personal and warm about handwriting. No one can copy the way that you form letters on a page. It's uniquely yours... just like it was uniquely his. 

Mihran Kassarjian was a man of God, and my great-grandfather. I wish we could have met... but reading little notes that he left on the back of photos makes me feel close to him. It's obvious that he cared about his own children, grandchildren, and I'm sure his great-grandchildren would have been no exception.