Jenny dried the messages at home and found they were still readable and she even managed to track down the three girls who wrote it - they are now adults!
Did they really need to state this in the article? How many 40+ year old children are out there?! (40+ year old physical children at least. I know there are plenty of adults who have the emotional capacity of children.)
Since we are going there, how about “Imagine writing a message in a bottle only for it to be found 40 years later.” I mean, isn’t that usually the point of that endeavor?
The original trope of sending a message in a bottle was from someone stranded on a desert island whose only hope for contacting civilization was to send a message in a bottle. 40 years would be a long time to wait for rescue from a desert island.
Okay, I know that. Time and a message being found is still the point whether it takes 1 day, 40 years or never. Yes, 40 years is a long time to wait for rescue, but most people putting messages in bottles and casting them into the ocean are not relying on it to be rescued. Geez this got super pedantic.
Did they really need to state this in the article? How many 40+ year old children are out there?! (40+ year old physical children at least. I know there are plenty of adults who have the emotional capacity of children.)
Since we are going there, how about “Imagine writing a message in a bottle only for it to be found 40 years later.” I mean, isn’t that usually the point of that endeavor?
The original trope of sending a message in a bottle was from someone stranded on a desert island whose only hope for contacting civilization was to send a message in a bottle. 40 years would be a long time to wait for rescue from a desert island.
Okay, I know that. Time and a message being found is still the point whether it takes 1 day, 40 years or never. Yes, 40 years is a long time to wait for rescue, but most people putting messages in bottles and casting them into the ocean are not relying on it to be rescued. Geez this got super pedantic.
40 years, the things poor Wilson would have seen…