Padre, we still have the old rotary phone that my father-in-law used until he died about 15 years ago. I hear the phones may be worth money today. The rotary dials were fun, as were party lines.
When I was growing up, one of my friends was on our party line, and we'd have three-way conversations with another friend 60 or so years ago.
That's the issue w/ my dad (age 90) and contemporary technology. The buttons are too small, and the movements too exacting (my brother and I have basically given up trying to teach him the computer, for email. He just can't manipulate the mouse to get the cursor where it needs to be---AND he's a hunt&peck typist. Just to get him to his email account was ergonomically taxing . . . and by that time he's forgotten the steps he took to get there. Oy.) Of course, w/ me living under his roof now, he has little need to email me! ;-/
I am that old! And I want one.
ReplyDeleteOne ringy dingy, ....two ringy dingies !!
ReplyDeleteWe still have a rotary-dial phone at our place in the Trinity Alps.
ReplyDeleteI love it!
ReplyDeletePadre, we still have the old rotary phone that my father-in-law used until he died about 15 years ago. I hear the phones may be worth money today. The rotary dials were fun, as were party lines.
When I was growing up, one of my friends was on our party line, and we'd have three-way conversations with another friend 60 or so years ago.
It so works!!
ReplyDeleteIt's still too small though.
ReplyDeleteThat's the issue w/ my dad (age 90) and contemporary technology. The buttons are too small, and the movements too exacting (my brother and I have basically given up trying to teach him the computer, for email. He just can't manipulate the mouse to get the cursor where it needs to be---AND he's a hunt&peck typist. Just to get him to his email account was ergonomically taxing . . . and by that time he's forgotten the steps he took to get there. Oy.) Of course, w/ me living under his roof now, he has little need to email me! ;-/