When I was in college, a new boyfriend sent flowers by telegram, and I thanked him by telegram. He replied, and a flurry of telegrams went back and forth over a couple of hours, each witty message delivered voice by Western Union operators.

Several days later, the yellow hard copies arrived.

Several weeks later, the bills came. We had no idea. We were young English majors flirting and just having fun.

When that old memory floated to mind today, I immediately realized we were trying to email each other, back in 1966.

The core concept of this art project was solid, but telegrams were a clunky technology.