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I miss telegrams. Following tradition, many of my relatives sent
congratulatory telegrams when Laura and I were married. And what happened?
Someone at the post office picked up the phone and read us the words,
entirely missing the point. It would have been cheaper to call from the
U.K., but the relatives wanted the real thing, the teletyped string of paper
that you then were supposed to paste in the wedding album, the mysterious
language with stops.
