(I shared this video over the weekend on Facebook and I thought you’d enjoy it, too.)
I found this old phone (1950s or ’60s) several years ago at a church rummage sale. I thought I’d remind those of you who remember the days of waiting … patiently … for … the … dial … to … go … around, and give a laugh to our young people. The thing weighs four pounds — it’s heavier than my MacBook!
I do love it, though. The shape, the color, the sound, the weight. The word “Operator” on the Z/0. It sits atop my hallway cabinet, holding down paper and reminding me of childhood and slower times.
And it’s a nice conversation piece: “Remember when we got busy signals?” “I’d have to bang on my sister’s door and yell for her to get off the phone so I could have my turn.” “There was only one phone number to remember for each family.”
Click on the video to see the classic rotary telephone at work.