I have one addition to Dick Schwartz's opinion piece "To honor the dead, speak with them" (May 31): You can also write to them.
For the last year I've been telling my 20-something grandchildren to write me when they turn 70. "I know I'll be dead," I say, "but I am so curious." I want to know how history remembers this time of our lives, particularly the last 15 months: the worldwide pandemic, the aftermath of George Floyd's murder, divisive politics here and around the world. And what about climate change? Is there a colony on Mars? My grandmother never took a picture with her phone. What are you doing every day that I never thought possible?
"Nana, you're freaking me out," they say.
But I'm serious. I want to know how it turned out, how this traumatic time evolved. I want to know what life is like when they turn 70. And if they write it, I know I will get it, read it, smile and be in touch through the latest iteration of the cosmic Zoom.
Kathleen Coskran, Minneapolis
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Yes, Pat Samples, in my opinion, you are a "fussbudget" regarding how elderly individuals are perceived and how they are addressed ("How about we use 'pro-aging' instead of 'anti-aging'?" Opinion Exchange, June 4). You stated that when you hear "the gospel of anti-aging everywhere I turn, it can't help but affect how I think about myself — and how other people think of me." Well, if that's the case, I would suggest a book or course on self-awareness. It's never too late.
Frankly, at this juncture in our lives I believe most of us ignore anti-aging campaigns and the products hyped as part of them. I would venture that many of us have a strong sense of self and are working daily to continue living happy, busy and healthy lives.