I grew up learning to speak my mind from a young age. I wrote all kinds of letters: thank you notes, cards, inquiries, and complaints. Letters that complained were my favorite. Who's surprised?
As I got older, I realized there was a litany of people who needed letters who weren't getting them because they... well they didn't really exist (as in being a breathing human being) or there would be no way for me to get an address. Did I let this get in my way - heck to the no!
I've been very lucky in that I have a "humor column via a letter" published every month on the Letters to the Editor page of the LA Times Sunday Magazine. My latest letter came out this weekend and I'd like to share it with you: