I remember when there was one telephone in the house. [View all]
I wasn't the old candlestick phone, but a modern one with the speaker and receiver in the one hand-piece. It was black and had a dial, of course.
It sat on a special little seat and table combo in the hall.
Our phone number was 71353.
It was a party line that we shared with another subscriber.
Our signal was one long and two short rings.
I think the other party was two longs.
Still, it was fun and a bit daring to pick up on the two longs and eavesdrop.
When my grandmother needed a phone number she'd say to me "Honey, call Central and ask for Vincent's market's phone number."
I didn't know what 'Central' was, but I knew you just dialed 'O' and asked the lady to look up a number.
That's my reminiscence for Christmas eve which has nothing whatsoever to do with Christmas eve.
Merry Christmas.
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