No More Labels

Today my sixth envelope arrived containing address labels. Perhaps someone spread the word—include address stickers and a person is more likely to contribute to your cause.

Perhaps someone spread the word. I like fountain pens, write with a fountain pen, and own five bottles of ink. Ah ha, here's an individual who writes letters, sends bills out in the mail, has an extensive correspondence, and finds that writing a return address is a waste of time.

Has anyone—certainly not the company supplying fold out sheets of address labels—informed these groups that fewer and fewer letters are posted. More and more people pay their bills on line. Even invites are done by email.

I don't want to appear as a curmudgeon, but I'd appreciate it if I didn't receive address labels or small scratch pads, or calendars, or nickels taped to the request for money.

I am unfamiliar with almost all of the groups sending out thick envelopes of goodies.

Last week a dream catcher, a medallion, and twelve cards arrived along with the labels, and two dimes.

I'm saving the coins for the Salvation Army buckets.