Topic: Emails to the dead
When I was a young lad I saw the Indiana Jones films and was captivated. I felt an inexplicable urge to travel to desolate places and dig stuff up. I went on to study archaeology and then anthropology in graduate school. I have travelled the world, from Norway, Thailand, Hong Kong etc. (I now live in Japan) in a fruitless effort to find adventure and excitement.
Anyway, after the professional and academic aspects of the enterprise became apparent to me I eventually started to collect. At first it was the 3&3/4 inch Kenner figures and then the 12" Kenner figure and then the Japanese Toys McCoy figure. I went on to purchase the original Hat, jacket, shirt, trousers, boots, shoulder bag, whip and even the pistol all made by the same manufacturers that made the props for the films.
Last year I wanted to pick up a new shirt to wear for everyday use. I sent an email to the gentleman who crafted the shirt, trousers and bag for the films. He and I had developed a report over the years. He even sent me Christmas cards. What a class act. I sent several emails to make my order. I waited for his response with enthusiasm. I know he is a busy person because he and his company produced props for a wide variety of film and stage productions.
After several weeks I decided to contact Mr. Peter Botwright, the man who produced the Indy jacket. He informed me that Noel Howard, the dear, kind man who produced the shirt and trousers had passed on.
The reason I bring this up is because it speaks to the issue of modern communication. I sent several emails but got no reply. I thought that Mr. Howard was too busy to reply. I was wrong. He could not reply because he was gone.
As we move on in this modern age there will be more emails sent to those who can no longer receive them. Emails to the dead...
Something to think about.
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