I remember my Mom talking about them but by the time I arrived on the scene, they were out of the picture but all our friends and relatives had 4-digit phone numbers. It was about five or six yrs before we got 7-digit numbers in our town ! ! !
Not just luxuries, but in rural areas, private lines were not even available for many years. Those were the days when telephone poles were really telephone poles. A little rain and nobody had any kind of phone service! .
I remember having a party line when we first moved into our house in Anaheim in 1955. It took us about a year to figure out who that other guy was on our phone. And boy were we in trouble with Mom if we listened in on his conversations.
IIRC, we didn’t get a private line until something like 1966. By the time my dad died about 14 years later, the old dial phone — original equipment — was so broken down that I had to pull it back with my finger when I called the emergency number to get an ambulance — and that was before the county had 911 service; it was a 7-digit number with a lot of big numbers.
LuvThemPluggers about 9 years ago
And that was kinda awful when the other “parties” were on the phone a LOT!
IndyMan about 9 years ago
I remember my Mom talking about them but by the time I arrived on the scene, they were out of the picture but all our friends and relatives had 4-digit phone numbers. It was about five or six yrs before we got 7-digit numbers in our town ! ! !
LuvThemPluggers about 9 years ago
Not just luxuries, but in rural areas, private lines were not even available for many years. Those were the days when telephone poles were really telephone poles. A little rain and nobody had any kind of phone service! .
JanLC about 9 years ago
I remember having a party line when we first moved into our house in Anaheim in 1955. It took us about a year to figure out who that other guy was on our phone. And boy were we in trouble with Mom if we listened in on his conversations.
I'll fly away about 9 years ago
My grandparents had one into the 70’s. There were 2 women would get on there for hours. AArrrg.
neverenoughgold about 9 years ago
I took one look at today’s comic and all I could think to say is, “Hey lady! Get off my phone!”
K M about 9 years ago
IIRC, we didn’t get a private line until something like 1966. By the time my dad died about 14 years later, the old dial phone — original equipment — was so broken down that I had to pull it back with my finger when I called the emergency number to get an ambulance — and that was before the county had 911 service; it was a 7-digit number with a lot of big numbers.
neverenoughgold about 9 years ago
I got a new phone! Isn’t it cool?