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The Secret iPhone Setting to Save Your Emails to iCloud

A proud member of the Silent Generation enjoys a Vietnamese coffee with his baby boomer son.  What controversial topic will the boomer be defending today?  Emails are better than faxes.  (shocking!)

A proud member of the Silent Generation enjoys a Vietnamese coffee with his baby boomer son. What controversial topic will the boomer be defending today? Emails are better than faxes. (shocking!)

My father and I often go out to dinner on Thursday nights.
Usually, he hasn’t even put down the menu when he’s already got some important proclamation to make.
Last week, it had to do with his home tech.

He lowers the daily specials menu insert and out of the blue says to me,
“A fax is much better than email!”

I look at him.

“Come on Dad… really?
Sending an email is so much easier.”

“But a fax gives you a hard copy confirmation,” he replies.
“You have proof it’s been received. An email can get lost.”

“Dad…” I scoff…. “Emails don’t get lost.”

He stares with the assured look of an almost octogenarian.

I try not to roll my eyes as he tries to out-tech-talk me.

But even though my father may not be totally up to speed on current home tech, he does know a thing or two.
(Last week, he’d somehow heard about the latest Apple iWatch rumor before I did.)

Sure, he’s usually biased towards technology from the ‘good old days.’
(He still talks about the wonders of the telegram and the McCormick Reaper.)
And he’s certainly not comfortable with figuring out every tech upgrade that comes along.
But his opinion as a tech consumer is as relevant as anyone’s.

He sometimes quotes me a supposed German saying his father taught him-
Too soon, Old.
Too late, Smart.

And I’m old enough now to begin to recognize how true that is!

Dad Has a Point
Even though my father’s fax machine is wicked old tech, it’s still hanging onto its relevance.
You can’t dispute that gripping a fax report confirmation sheet still gives you a little chill of happiness.
It’s your analog security blanket.

The down side is your successfully sent fax may still never get read.
It may forever be buried in some basket brimming with unread faxes.
But you can remain heartened by the fact it still exists in corporeal form.
That’s got to count for something, right?

But come on Dad!
All of this is so yesterday.
(It’s a dated issue from twenty years ago!)

Email is how the world mostly communicates now, Dad.
Heck, even this is a decade-old conversation.
Maybe we should be talking about how texting is killing email.

Here’s what my father would simply say,
“With a fax, I’ve got my confirmation sheet.
What do you get when you send an email?”

And my dad has a point.

If You Send an Email and Nobody Gets It, Did It Ever Exist?
I recently sent out an email on my iPhone using my iCloud account.

A couple days passed, and I didn’t get a response.

Not that this kind of thing is so rare.
Some people take their time getting back to you.

So I sent a follow up email, also through my iPhone.

No bounce back.
Just nothing…

Then I got paranoid.
Did I dream sending the emails?

I suddenly wanted some proof…

In Search of Proof
So how do you know if any of your emails actually get to where they’re supposed to go?

Well, if you see a copy of your email message in your computer’s email program or your webmail account, you’ve got some evidence.

Of course, there’s any number of dangers confronting your fragile email while on its journey.
(Sometimes you’ll get a bounce back report if your email doesn’t make it. Sometimes not.)

But you really can’t protect your email once its leaves the nest.
All you can do is try to make sure it blasts off successfully.

And much like a fax confirmation page, a saved copy of your email message can offer some comfort.

So I sat down at my iMac to confirm my two emails were also showing up in my email program’s ‘Sent Items’ folder.
(I use Microsoft Outlook for Mac 2011, which I recently upgraded to from Entourage.)

I took a look, and my two emails in question…
…were…not…there.
(gulp)

But I didn’t panic.
(not yet)

So I did a little research into the email settings on my iPhone.

By Default, Your iPhone Doesn’t Save Your Sent Emails to iCloud
Did you know you’ve actually got to tell your iPhone to save your sent iCloud emails to Apple’s mighty mail server?

What?!
(yes)

Otherwise, your iPhone retains your only copy!
(It’s your iCloud account’s default setting.)

So unless you’ve been inclined to check out every iCloud nuance buried in your iPhone’s settings, there’s likely no secondary evidence your emails have ever made it out of your iPhone.

(The small brown paper bag is behind you. Continue reading after you’ve stopped hyperventilating!)

The Secret Setting to Save Your Emails to iCloud
Better?
Okay, here’s the simple fix:
The correct setting is buried seven levels down, deep in the IOS 6 Settings App dungeon.

First, click the Settings icon.
Then begin your multi-level journey down the this rabbit hole by clicking-

  1. Mail, Contacts, Calendars
  2. “Your iCloud email account”
  3. Account (at the top)
  4. Advanced- Mail (at the bottom)
  5. Advanced (at the bottom)
  6. Mailbox Behaviors- Sent Items

You’ve finally arrived at your destination.
You’ll see ‘On the Server’
Here is where you’ll need to check off a specific folder for your email to go in the iCloud mail server.
iPhone email settings

I selected “Sent Items,” which seemed like the obvious choice.

Then, I drafted a test email, and voila!
Ping.
There it was, also on the mail server.

PROOF!!
(I feel so much better.)

Apple makes it so easy to save everything else to iCloud.
Why not your emails?
It probably has to do with Apple’s iCloud storage limits
Remember, every saved email counts against your iCloud storage limit.

Too Many Email Addresses Clog Up Your Brain
You might be wondering how come it took me this long to realize I wasn’t saving my emails to iCloud?
I think it’s partly because I hadn’t thought to track down one of my emails lately.

And what further masked the problem is the complication of my multiple email accounts…

  • I’ve passively collected them over the years:
  • Apple gave me one when I bought my first iMac
  • Then another when I bought my old laptop
  • My Optimum service offered me its own branded email
  • Plus, who doesn’t have an extra Gmail or Yahoo address?
  • And the obligatory address for emails you don’t really want to go to die

At first I thought it was great having several email accounts.
I developed a logic years back on how I would use each account.
(Then I forgot what it was.)

The truth is I don’t send out iCloud emails with my iPhone too often.
So I just hadn’t run into the problem yet.

Read Receipt?
I’m sure someone out there is thinking, “If Barrett is so concerned about his emails, why not send them with the ‘Read Receipt’ setting activated?”

Well, I stopped using that Big Brother functionality in Outlook a long time ago, because I felt it was intrusive.
And both Apple’s Mail and Outlook for Mac don’t support it anyway.

Cancel Fax Vs. Email Smackdown
Dad, I can’t claim my emails are any more bulletproof than your faxes.
But at as long as I strong-arm my iPhone into saving my emails to the mail server, I feel my backup plan equals the value of your fax confirmation page.

Beyond that, there’s no way either technology can guarantee a recipient will receive your important communication, let alone read it.

Dessert?

But my father is never one to let one of our debates end in a draw.
I think I know what he would say…

“Telegram!”

(Ugh)

“Check, please!”

Ode to iPhone 5

Look at all the happy campers, young and old, holding the new iPhone 5 in the Apple Store at the big launch. But I dare not touch it. As a current 4S owner, it’s unattainable. What is one to do? Write poetry.

I’ve got iPhone envy
Yes, it’s true
The Five is so brawny
And now I’m blue

My 4S was once a blast
It’s innards strong
The Five is now twice as fast
It feels so wrong

My bitty screen born from Xanadu
Is now eclipsed by a larger view

A half-inch more is not a lot they say
But when you admit it, just walk away

I’d buy the Five if I could
I’m stuck with a piece of wood

My current contract just prevents me
Another year in Rura Penthe

Friends say the Five is so minor
They’re due for an upgrade so why not
But I know there’s nothing finer
When I’m holding my tiny kumquat

And Barrett must now wait for the time
I’ll not feel the techy fool
My phone will again stop on a dime
No more coveting and drool

Wonder if the Droid is a better way?
It’s a discussion for another day

I know I’ll see the silver lining
And then rise up to feel a shining

To have it all plus a little more
My phone tech will ring from shore to shore

The iPhone in my back pocket
Will roar again like a rocket

My New Area Code Twists My Tech-Dentity

Getting bored with your area code? Feeling like you need to move to the Big City? Don’t bother. Just sign up for a Skype Online Number with the area code of your choice. Sacrilege? Nope. It’s just progress.

A few months back, I flew to Latin America for work and came up with this elaborate experiment to stay in touch with my family and friends using Skype on my iPhone tricked out with a Skype Online Number. This new phone number allowed my friends and family to reach out to me without the iPhone burning a hole in my pocket by racking up ludicrous roaming charges. Once I allowed Skype to take control, the rest was free.
Quite a parlor trick! (though I needed to be tethered to Wi-Fi zones)

Sure, I paid $18 to set up my new Skype uber-number for three months.
But after that, I was in business as Barrett Lester, International Man of Tech Mystery…. reachable around the world… all for the cost of a domestic call.

I was digging it.

My experiment was a huge success. And I came home to a hero’s welcome.
I put my passport away and returned to my Clark Kent life.

Doubling Down on my Online Skype Number
Fast forward a couple months, and I get a friendly email from Skype.
My Skype Online Number was expiring. Would I like to renew it?

Hmmm. Well, I hadn’t used it since returning home. And I didn’t have any immediate plans for another international trip. So I wasn’t really sure why I needed to hold onto it. Still, I liked the idea of having it.

Though I live in Connecticut, I had chosen a New York City mobile area code for my Skype Online Number as I work down in NYC everyday.
(Yes, I am a Road Warrior.)

But there was something more to the choice.
I simply liked having the 917 area code.
It felt like it connected me back to my birthplace.
And to the place I currently spend most of my weekday waking hours.

Or maybe I simply coveted having a New York City area code, again.
I hadn’t realized this, but it held some value for me.
Those three digits were something of an identifier.
Being able to say those numbers just felt… good.

Operator, Would You Ring Up William Powell and Myrna Loy?
It was the same for my father when I was growing up. He would always enjoy sharing our Upper East Side area code to anyone and everyone when the old area codes began with two letters.

Ours were “R-E.” And these letters referred to a word- “Regency.”
I still remember how he would begin articulating our phone number in his deep voice with “Regency 7…” It rolled off his tongue like smooth whiskey. For me, every time he said it was like watching one of the “Thin Man” movies from the 1930’s.
How classy is that?

I think it was a badge of honor for him.

He occasionally talks about it the same way I still pine after my old DVR/DVD combo TV recorder that no one makes anymore. (I really loved that unit.)

In the New York of the ‘70’s, still having a “Regency” extension was an identifier. It said, I’ve had this number for a really long time.
Kind of like saying, “My relatives came over on the Mayflower.”

And now, through the magic of Skype and $54 a year, I can buy an identifier that says I am still a New Yorker. Plus I chose a coveted area code that most can’t get anymore. (Not sure how Skype pulled that one off.)

Problem? What Problem?
But I don’t live in New York City.

I’m buying into a tech identity (“tech-dentity”) that is not truly my own.
Is this a moral dilemma?

Many others have actually defaulted into this exact scenario.
They just pick up and move to a different state and simply don’t update their cell phone number. (like my wife)
And why should they? It’s a pain changing the number and an even greater challenge cajoling all their contacts to update the number.

So they just let it ride, right?

Ultimately, the concept of your phone number as one identifier for your
tech-dentity will blur over time as cell phone numbers continue to move around with the population.

But we’re not there yet.

Logic Not Required
So I signed up for a full year of my swanky Skype Online Number.

But wait… There’s more.

Then Skype offered me a deal I couldn’t refuse.
(I know. Someone should stop me.)
They sold me a GE Skype phone for the deeeeeply discounted price of $10. And yes, it also connects to my home line. (Which, by the way, I’m thinking, perhaps I don’t need anymore.)

You’re probably saying right now, “How many phones and phone numbers does this guy really need?”

Good question.

I’m telling myself I’ve got grandiose plans that some day I’ll use this technology to crack the code on how to restructure my home/personal phone communication plan so I feel I’m no longer funding the operating budget of a small country. And maybe even integrate Google Voice into the equation for not additional cost.
(A topic for another time.)

But for now, I’ve got to admit; I have only one tangible justification for holding onto the number – pure and simple v-a-n-i-t-y.
Vanity as a once, current, and, I suppose, always New Yorker.

Okay, now I’ve got that off my chest.
I feel better already.

Today, I pulled the trigger and forwarded my Skype Online Number to my regular AT&T cell phone number. So both numbers will now ring on my iPhone. Remember, Skype works on a regular wireless connection.
(Wi-Fi not required)

Tick Tock
At any moment, I may choose to fully activate the latent New Yorker DNA in my soul and fully use my 917 Skype Online Number which says,
“Hey, I’m still a New Yorker! Hear me roar!!”

Because I can.

But for now, I’m keeping the quaint suburban number that says,
“Hey, I live in the ‘burbs with two pear trees and a backyard.”

Because I do.

I am at peace with my complex tech-dentity.