Keeping with the World War II theme, I went to the US Postal Service for inspiration. I love getting mail, the real kind with envelopes and stamps. The kind you look at again and it makes you think of the sender who took the time to choose the paper, sit and compose their thoughts and send it off. I love email too, it's immediate gratification. When my son was deployed to the Middle East, I loved to see his name in my inbox and that email was worth more than gold. But the mail I'm profiling is paper letters sent back and forth from a mother to her son, a wife to her husband, a sailor to his sweetheart, a Fly Boy to his family.
The forerunner to shrinking a document was Victory Mail known as V-Mail. The letters were photographed and a tiny replica went back and forth across the continents carrying news of the battlefront and the home fires.
A: His reply sent from afar; he learned in the Saturday Evening Post ad that writing would help him know "How to Understand a Woman." He used his Parker 51 pen and his Watermans Ink.
I: "The baby had a check up and he's growing so big! Here's snapshot for you to put in your helmet, Honey!" The Dennison Company urges her to send V-Mail and "Keep it Light."
L: She's got mail! A letter! A letter! She looks at his photo and prays for him to come home safe, and she cries a little bit...The envelope graphic shows a post mark of 1945, it won't be long.