This piece, “Aerograms,” just appeared in Contrary Magazine.
My parents left India permanently and for the next twenty or so years, their and my only connection to our family, until I was at least 14 or 15, was by aerogram. Phones were unreliable then and there was no Internet, and international travel was prohibitively expensive for us. E-mail was really life-changing.
Immigrants today must have a very different experience.
Oh and of course: Cancer cancer cancer. The above piece is about cancer. (Did I really think that I could write about anything else? That there was anything else in my life these days?)