I love the alphabet. I love A's and B's and C's. I am entranced by the letters Q and R and G and K. And of course I admire and respect D, E, F, H, I, J, L, M, N, O, P, R, S, T, U, V, W, X and Z. And sometimes Y. Y is quite a lovely letter. I love it sometime angularity and sometime graceful curves with little curly-cues on its tail. I love how it can be written fully above the line when capitalized or dip below the line in cursive script. And the little y is delightfully playful to me.
But why would I say "....and sometimes y"? Think about it. Remember way back in grammar school (or primary school, elementary, lower school, or whatever they call it these days) when you were learning your vowels? They were A E I O U and sometimes Y. Y is quite a versatile letter. Why, (another form of "y"?), Y even speaks spanish, meaning "and" as in Juan y Juanita! You can come to a Y in the road, also known as a fork. It can stand for yeild.
I have to say that I am grateful for the alphabet, and sometimes Y. It is a marvelous creation that helps us communicate. It is fun to write the letters. It can be an artistic endeavor. Calligraphy comes to mind. I am not sure why we restricted ourselves to just 26 letters. Here are two sentences that contain all the letters of the alphabet. They are called "panagrams"
A more comprehensive history of the alphabet can be found here:
Today I am grateful for Y and for ALL the letters of the alphabet, A through Z.
Rob McMurray, self described muser extraodinaire.