Lynn at Turtlehead was writing about cursive, and I worried that I may be losing my cursive skills. Once out of grade school, I began to customize my cursive. I never went for the round, loopy cursive favored by teenage girls, but I wasn't the stickler that Mom wanted me to be. I remember the cursive uppercase F was an issue.
About ten years ago I heard of a job application form that required a sample of cursive writing, which I suppose was to weed out teenage applicants who had never learned to write in cursive. I was in part pleased to know I could get that job, and in part dismayed that people are using cursive as a literacy test reminiscent of Jim Crow laws.
So, today, I confirmed that my notes and scribbles can still be considered cursive (in preparation for the impending Age Wars in which I will be asked to write in cursive to prove I am not a spy). I wrote out all the letters, upper and lower case, and then compared them to what I remember as cursive.
(We're just going to ignore those extra girly loops in the top left of each uppercase letter. I call that "style". Style, or "Trying way too hard" (see the uppercase X).)
I did well on the lowercase, but not so well on the upper. Clearly the F is still an issue. That backward tangent never made sense to me, so I merged it with the cross mark.
The most shameful error is of course the S, given that it's the initial of my last name. Oddly, I make a proper S when I forge Gary's signature.
I call that 86%, and that passes. Still, Mom would not be pleased.