Thread:Alicia84/@comment-30339728-20161225010714/@comment-30339728-20170110190947

Shlopsky wrote: I love the memories! This is going to date me, I grew up with a party line in my early childhood. We had the old phone you had to hand crank the number. We would have a ball when visiting my grandmother because she had to get a new one and put her old one in what was called the kitchen chamber. I big room above the kitchen that stored everything and separate from the rest of the second floor. The was a register open with a grill to the kitchen downstairs and we would crank her number and she would run to answer the phone. We would be upstairs giggling away until she realized what we were doing and called us down. The next phone we had was the black dial one and only one. We had a 3 digit phone number I still remeber 247, it was still a party line so you could listen to any other conversation on the line. My mother, grandmother and my mother's sister would all get one together and talk and whoever else on the line would 'chime' in too.

When cell phones first came in they were huge as were the portable home phones.

I determined when I retired I was never going to be attached to a phone again. I had the first blackberry and the other genertations of it until I retired. I do have a Canadian cell phonr and a US cell phone however they are only rutned one when I want to make an emergency call or hubby and I are shopping or out somewhere and we want to find each other. I also have rarely taken photos with one or the other. Now the computer is something different! I can inagine life without a cell phone, life without a computer would be difficult! LOL You were a scamp! Sometimes, from your wit and such, I can tell you've not changed much - a good thing.