India 1968 25p Aerogramme Air Letter

Aerogram

I remember how it felt when they would arrive from India, those baby blue missives, so thin and painfully delicate. Only Amma’s hand was sure and steady enough to safely guide the letter opener into the tiny slot and carefully open the unperforated edges, bursting open the news from the other side of the world. Like a pop-up book. By the middle of elementary school, I was old enough to write to my grandparents using an Aerogram, sitting in front of the blue rectangle…