The kitchen was yellow and the radio was always on. She sang along to everything, always slightly flat on the last line.
Every person gets a page. Write, record a voice or add photos, and share each note with exactly who you choose.
Your mom, your grandfather, your kids, the lake house. You get one too.
Write a few lines, record a voice or add photos. Date it today or fifty years ago.
Write just for you, for one person, or for the whole family. Hold a letter until a birthday.
“She sang that to me too. Same song, every night, and always slightly flat on the last line.”James, replying to a recording on Grandma Ruth’s page