I didn't have a lot of friends in middle school, so I might have run out of friends to target for passing the letters along.
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Occasionally I would open a letter from a camp friend to find it didn't have news, just a request to be part of a chain.
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I didn’t like chain letters but didn’t want to wimp out either. I always held out hope that something good would come from them. If I got one, I sent it on to girls from my cabin from the previous summer. Interlochen provided us with addresses of all who had attended each year. But, like a giant Ponzi scheme, nothing materialized.

With the advent of social media, chain letters cropped up online: don’t break the chain – its bad luck. I’d dutifully send it on to 10 friends. Finally I stopped. They are annoying. I don’t forward things on Facebook. I’m done.

#RetroFlash – 100 words