Dawson Johns works for Black and Pink, an organization that fights to abolish prisons. Johns helps coordinate a letter-writing program to incarcerated people and writes letters themselves. This is ...

Recently, I learned that my trip in the 1970s was considered a “stain” on the file Romanian authorities kept on my friend and his family. Eager to escape the summer swarm of other young Americans also ...

As a kid, there was nothing I loved more than seeing a handwritten letter arrive on my doormat from one of my pen pals. I treasured every letter and postcard, storing them in a shoe box covered with a ...

“It never ceases to amaze me that no matter how much you have on your plate, your students are at the forefront of all that you do. I’m honored to help in any way I can to make the virtual world of ...

My 15-year-old daughter had been living without her phone for more than ten days when I suggested she get a pen pal. “Like someone I would email?” she asked. “No, someone you’re not connected to ...

For months, third graders at Crooked Lake Elementary in Andover, Minnesota have been trading letters with pen pals a few generations older. On Friday, they finally met face-to-face. The pen pal ...

Dear Annie: When I was 12 or 13 years old, I had a pen pal in a different state. I’ll call him “Casey.” This was long before anyone had ever heard of the term “catfished.” We wrote several long ...

All of us need reliable friends. We take companionship where we can find it. In some cases, that camaraderie comes in the form of correspondence. Ergo, the term pen pal. For much of the past year, I ...

Forming bonds with employees in different parts of the company can help everyone think more creatively, and feel more included. Many years ago, I had a pen pal from Connecticut. We’d been introduced ...

Nearly four months into a strict no-visitor rule due to the coronavirus, an assisted living community in North Carolina tapped into the power of social media to get its residents connected with people ...

I started my statement like this, while silently musing on how I was starting to confide in an old man who’d once terrified me. Even in the moment, I could stand back from it, scarcely believing how ...