my brother still has it. The only phone in my family home..through all the time they lived there…through my years of high school and for them, beyond. and you can see, my dad was enamored of his dymotape gadget. Close nearby there was an hourglass sand egg timer. Long distance was expensive. My mother's sister, my Aunt Francis, was long distance…over there, on the other side of the state. When my mother would call, he would turn it. Said 3 minutes was enough for anything. Times have changed.
Grace~ Gosh, so many memories. I was also into my “dymotape gadget” as a young teen (remember those boxes of 45’s? haha).
Just the feeling of dialing…the sound, the pause as the dial returned to the start position. Is it any wonder folks have no patience? You don’t even have to wait for that anymore.
And the cost…the “after 7PM” drop in the rates…when I lived in NV. Or when I moved back to SoCal…still more expensive to call from my Valley to my mom’s…but there was a special “plan” you could get to make it cheaper.
Even the egg timer…sigh
3 minutes is nowhere near enough when you miss someone.
Times sure have changed. Now this long distance communication is easy and cheap and can happen at any time…yet people are less in touch in many ways, less connected. Maybe a solid three minutes on a regular basis was enough. sigh.
xo ❤️
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there was a satisfaction to making a call. ….the sound
of the dialing then waiting as it rang…sometimes someone would pick up…sometimes not. our number was GR 474-0040 Greenleaf…
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I still have the phone, it’s a toy for Bruno now. And the sand egg timer. Still for eggs.
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As you may know as it’s in the sidebar of my blog, I have one of those. I bought it at an antique store. 🙂 I do remember waiting until 7 PM to call my Mom and Dad before things changed. And my great grandmother still had a party line when I was a child. So different now. My dad was grousing the other day…he doesn’t understand texting and says talking is always better.
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What a slew of memories you have triggered … Pioneer 2-2302 back in the 1960s … how we memorized so many friends’ phone numbers … begging for a phone in my room and not getting it, because it would cost extra … and so, the hours and hours spent hanging off the bed in my parents’ room with the door closed, talking and talking and talking, while wrapping and unwrapping the cord around my fingers … calling collect from the dorm payphone on Sunday afternoons to get the lowest rate … even now, the last four numbers of my parents’ phone number is part of all my family’s passcodes (which means we all know how to get into each other’s phones and devices … very convenient) … and the time I put our desktop phone on the stove to keep my toddler from taking it off the hook, then turned on the wrong burner to reheat some coffee … yeah, the fire department came to visit, although I had to call them from my neighbor’s house since my phone was in flames! … Don and I didn’t have a touch tone phone (much sexier sounding that “push button”) until my girls were in middle school, because those cost extra, too … even in the 1990s the neighborhood kids had trouble using our old-style dial phone … phew, that was quite a time travel!
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Many memories on a phone just like that! I still remember our old phone number. I had to learn it to enter kindergarten. I am catching up on posts.. love all the talks of gardening, chickens etc. Is Talkie still around?
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