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In reply to the discussion: I remember when there was one telephone in the house. [View all]NanceGreggs
(27,835 posts)9. In my family, it was two rings.
When you arrived somewhere safely, you'd call home, let it ring twice, and then hang up. Of course, this meant that if someone in the household was traveling, you weren't allowed to answer the phone until it had rung three times.
My mother was still insistent that I do this after I moved to Toronto, and she was still in NY. Her last words to me, every time she dropped me at the airport, were: "Two rings."
I had mentioned this to a friend many years ago. He later moved from Toronto to Vancouver, and I wished him a safe journey, as he was driving across the country. A few days after he left, I got an email from him. All it said was: Two rings.
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I remember visiting a relative somewhere in West Virginia. They had what they called the farmers
doc03
Dec 2018
#14
Ours was also a party line. Remember when reception was so lousy for long distance calls
tblue37
Dec 2018
#4
My boy friend and I did that same sort of thing too with arranging dates by coded messages.
northoftheborder
Dec 2018
#18
When I was a 'ute, we had the candle stick. Around 1952, dial phones came in. I was in 7th grade.
3Hotdogs
Dec 2018
#19
We has two when I was growing up. One in the living room and one in my parents' bedroom.
worstexever
Dec 2018
#23
I can remember, as kids, gathering around to watch Dad make rare long distance calls.
NBachers
Jan 2019
#38
We had a wall phone in the kitchen and another phone in the parents' bedroom.
The Velveteen Ocelot
Jan 2019
#29