Just like the one grandma had up in northern Minnesota and I remember it well. When the phone rang (it was a party line) you could always be certain that at least 2 or 3 neighbors were listening in! As a kid, I thought that was hilarious!
Nice shot!
Back in the early 70s, I had a good friend in his mid-60s. When I called him on the phone to go play golf he'd always answer, "Go ahead, it's your nickel!" I think pay phone calls were a dime.
Wow! What a reminder!
ReplyDeleteThis was before my time, and I am old, according to my adult children.
ReplyDeleteLooks like the one I grew up with. As I remember, our number was 16. Not sixteen, mind you, but one six!
ReplyDeleteWe've come a long way baby!
ReplyDeleteJust like the one grandma had up in northern Minnesota and I remember it well. When the phone rang (it was a party line) you could always be certain that at least 2 or 3 neighbors were listening in! As a kid, I thought that was hilarious!
ReplyDeleteNice shot!
Back in the early 70s, I had a good friend in his mid-60s. When I called him on the phone to go play golf he'd always answer, "Go ahead, it's your nickel!" I think pay phone calls were a dime.
This makes me think of the Waltons.
ReplyDeleteI remember these!!
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