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	<title>Comments on: Western Union Telegrams Come to a Full Stop</title>
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		<title>By: Dad</title>
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		<description>Those old enough to remember receiving a telegram will remember that it was a heart-stopping business.  More often than not the telegram was bad news, sometimes very bad news.

I do have one good memory of a telegram—I think the last one I ever received—at the moment old technology intersected with the new.  In 1968 I received a tiny fellowship from the University of Cincinnati during my senior year at BJU.  About a week later, I received a letter from the graduate school rejecting my application for admission.  Then the next day, I received a telegram, which basically said, “Forget the rejection letter.  Explanation by mail.”  The eventual letter admitted that everyone on a computer list of fellowship winners was also sent a rejection letter.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Those old enough to remember receiving a telegram will remember that it was a heart-stopping business.  More often than not the telegram was bad news, sometimes very bad news.</p>
<p>I do have one good memory of a telegram—I think the last one I ever received—at the moment old technology intersected with the new.  In 1968 I received a tiny fellowship from the University of Cincinnati during my senior year at BJU.  About a week later, I received a letter from the graduate school rejecting my application for admission.  Then the next day, I received a telegram, which basically said, “Forget the rejection letter.  Explanation by mail.”  The eventual letter admitted that everyone on a computer list of fellowship winners was also sent a rejection letter.</p>
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