It might be a little too early to give up on cursive writing just yet:
I like cursive. Can’t say why. Perhaps because I spent so much time learning it, or because it was so difficult to master. That was the fourth grade I think. Or maybe it’s just because it’s a nice change of pace from all the printed text I run into every freaking day, most of which is just garbage (the message, not the printed characters). I mean if someone takes the time to write anything out long hand, I am going to take the time to read it because it sure as hell isn’t going to be some Search Engine Optimized piece of spamula.
I make a point of not looking at my Social Security card, which as a teenager I signed with a hand worthy of a nun. Today, I mourn the loss of Sister Penman.