Before the stroke, I would make a pilgrimage to Harvard Square every so often to buy the notebooks that I couldn't buy anywhere else.
Never mind that I've become a proficient one-handed typist (hopefully two-handed, soon). I still thought that I would go back one day to buy a new notebook for my journal, which I've kept since I was a teenager. One day--when my handwriting isn't so painfully slow, when my sentences are not filled with grammatical errors, or when I've decided to be a lefty forever--I thought that I would celebrate by make a trip to Bob Slate, for old time sake.
Goodbye, Bob Slate. Goodbye, handwriting.
I haven't had a notebook for ages: not even at work. nostalgic.
ReplyDeleteGrace... maybe you do need a notebook.
ReplyDeleteMaybe a new improved notebook for a new phase in your life... but a notebook. Your Blog is great, but maybe you want something you can hold in your hands. You can print out your typed notes for now and use some glue, or try a scrap booking style for a while where you add a short note or two... and you get to use stickers (smile).
Linda
I'll miss it so much, too, Grace. Thought of you when I saw this post today:
ReplyDeletehttp://www.limeduck.com/2011/03/17/last-purchases-from-bob-slate/
- Margaret
When I saw the photo from Limeduck, I realized that those little clips would be really good for fine motor exercises. Porter Square, here I come.
ReplyDeleteI've talked with A LOT of people in mourning that we're closing, and I can't match their emotion face to face, because, as you might imagine, I have to pace myself--but--I'm very sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the pointer to Limeduck's post, too. It's also spot-on.