|One advantage of growing older, besides a cheaper cup of coffee at Mickey Dee's, are so many past days to remember as the "good old days."|
I'm sure that many of those "good old days" have been cleansed of the bad memories, as the mind does have a way of wiping clean the memory bank from time to time to ensure a degree of sanity. After all, it was the first computer model. Life would become more depressing with all of the bad times receiving equal time.
To me, our early telephone system dates back to good old days when you really could reach out live and touch someone else live, at least vocally alive. Our system on
Barbecue Run when I was a kid didn't reach much farther than a few loud yells without wires, and I figure the Indian drums were far more efficient over our "citizens' system" of pole-to-pole-to-tree as we connected not so much with the outside world as to our neighbors across the hill into the next holler.
Those early phones depended on a crank which when turned sent an electromagnetic current (see what I learned in college!) through the wire and caused a ring in another phone, or phones, as everyone hooked to the wire could receive the signal.
And you can bet that everyone who heard the ring, whether their ring or not, would pick up the receiver to listen to the conversation. It never paid to say nasty things about a neighbor ...
... Read the rest under Cawthon's Catharsis