Memories… July 23, 2011
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If you have been reading on the Sourdough for any length of time, you know that I occasionally wander off into nostalgia. I’m old enough to remember the really old good old days, and it’s fun talking about ice boxes that used real ice, or roller skates that used a wrench called a “key.”
But I hadn’t realized how long I’ve been on the internet until I found this article on Yahoo dot com about what technology our kids (and grandkids) are never going to even hear about, let alone remember. Feel free to add anything you can think of that has come (and gone) since you’ve been connected, and enjoy!
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In my senior year of high school (long, long ago), my parents built a new home. My little sister (7 years younger) got a princess telephone just like the one you show in her bedroom in the new house while I simply got an ordinary black desk set in my bedroom. They were both on the same line, so in a sense it made no difference, but I could not see why my little sister needed a phone in her room under any circumstances. It made little difference since I was gone in less than a year’s time to college, never to return to live in that house for any extended periods again.
More recently (like 30 years ago), my wife and I bought a home in a small town in Wisconsin that still had a wall telephone with a rotary dial and a 25 foot cord. My wife loved it because she could walk all over the house with that long cord, and this was before we ever had a cordless phone. The phone hung on the wall in a beautiful bright red plastic case; you could not miss it.
Those Western Electric phones were virtually indestructible. You couldn’t even kill one with a hammer.
There was a lot of stuff at the yahoo link that tickled my memory circuits. Nostalgia is a good thing ordinarily, but this one really showed me how FAST technology is changing these days. By the time you get your new computer home and out of the box, it’s already obsolete. And that new cellphone you got a year or so ago? Trade it in. It’s a boat anchor.