The Middletons by Dana Summers for January 14, 2015

I remember party lines.

I remember cranking them.

I remember when there got to be so many people in town that we had to add a ‘prefix’ to our phone number. It got harder then to call my relatives in town—had to remember the correct prefix rather than just their 4 digit phone number.

For a comic with a similar theme, check out Moderately Confused here on Gocomics

I remember when you NEVER got a dial tone. The operator would say “Number, please” and you would tell her the number (it was always a ‘her’).

My mother was a telephone operator and she sometimes caught my brother and me when we were calling around asking about ‘Prince Albert in a can’ or inquiring about the state of someone’s Frigidaire.

I remember when cameras weren’t phones

I REMEMBER WHEN A PHONE WASN’T A TYPEWRITER.

DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON TEXTING……

Ok then.

I remember when the purpose of a phone was to talk to someone else.