For those of us old enough to remember, telephone calls were once a joy to make or receive. You picked up the hand set from the cradle, got a dial tone, dialed the number you were calling, and someone on the other end said, “Hello”, and wonderful conversation ensued with your mother, your siblings, a good friend, or the local department store eager to answer your questions about merchandise they might or might not have. The plumber, his wife, or his secretary, answered the phone and gave you a time when he could be there to repair the leak in your bathroom. Life was beautiful. In the space of one or two minutes, you could order new clothes, schedule a repair person, or make a medical appointment. Try that today, and you will not need a barber for several months, as you will pull out your hair in the process.


published author, louisiana cajun, blind, former resident of Omaha, NE, retired, married, father, brother, grandfather, great-grandfather, uncle, member longmont writers club
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