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Mobile phones weren't so mobile???
This is one of the FIRST Mobile phones, it 's massive ...you should have seen the charger that went with it. For FGR and Do You Remember When.
Mobile phone 2008 - 93g
Mobile phone 1987 - 811g
How dumb is it?:
It doesn't remember the last number, or any number it dailed.
It doesn't fit in a pocket or purse.
It has a funky ringtone that cannot be changed.
It cannot take or view a photo.
It cannot send or receive text messages.
It doesn't light up.
It can't play music.
It can't leave the room.
It won't remind you of anything.
On the other hand:
It is sharable with everyone in your house.
It was given to you free by the telephone company.
It doesn't require a contract.
It never needs to have a battery charged.
It almost never drops a call.
It will tell you what time it is, but you have to ask it.
It is virtually indistructable.
It lasts for decades. Drop it, spill coffee on it, it keeps working.
It will never be stolen, even if a burglar breaks into your house
Well, I finally broke down today and replaced my beloved old Grape-y Nokia cell phone with a Princess-y Razr.
For Macro Mondays: Technology. ~~ I realize this is no macro, but I hope it's enough of a close-up to qualify for the group.
This is the phone that was on the farm that my wife Sammy's parents bought back in 1941. It had a party line, and you identified whether the call was for you or not by the number of rings, and you rang the phone by cranking the handle on the side. If you needed to call someone who wasn’t on your party line, one long crank on the handle would raise the operator. It was always fun for Sammy and her brother to quietly pick up the receiver when the call was for someone other than them and listen in on the conversations of others; and of course, the operator could listen in on all conversations, so she was the chief source of gossip in the town of 800 souls. As I recall, this phone was replaced by a modern dial phone around 1960. In the small rural town I lived in in western Massachusetts, my folks had a phone just like this up until the early 1950s.
You can see the date this phone was patented: April 16, 1918
Underneath the elevated West Side Highway at 135th and 12th Avenue I found this telephone graveyard. At least a one hundred old, battered pay phones were locked behind a fence near the Park's Department building. I almost took these on my iPhone, but my irony levels are dangerously low these days.
For Macro Mondays: Technology. ~~ I realize this is no macro, but I hope it's enough of a close-up to qualify for the group.
This is the phone that was on the farm that my wife Sammy's parents bought back in 1941. It had a party line, and you identified whether the call was for you or not by the number of rings, and you rang the phone by cranking this handle on the side. If you needed to call someone who wasn’t on your party line, one long crank on the handle would raise the operator. It was always fun for Sammy and her brother to quietly pick up the receiver when the call was for someone other than them and listen in on the conversations of others; and of course, the operator could listen in on all conversations, so she was the chief source of gossip in the town of 800 souls. As I recall, this phone was replaced by a modern dial phone around 1960. In the small rural town I lived in in western Massachusetts, my folks had a phone just like this up until the early 1950s.
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Underneath the elevated West Side Highway at 135th and 12th Avenue I found this telephone graveyard. At least a one hundred old, battered pay phones were locked behind a fence near the Park's Department building. I almost took these on my iPhone, but my irony levels are dangerously low these days.
Former Hawkesbury Mills Office; Centre Culturel Le Chenail; Confederation Park; Hawkesbury, Ontario.
Underneath the elevated West Side Highway at 135th and 12th Avenue I found this telephone graveyard. At least a one hundred old, battered pay phones were locked behind a fence near the Park's Department building. I almost took these on my iPhone, but my irony levels are dangerously low these days.
Many early telephones had a hand-cranked magneto
that produced an alternating current to alert an operator
at the local telephone exchange.
-- Wikipedia.
Cannon Beach History Center & Museum
Cannon Beach, Oregon
Oh Yeah, I bought it! For fifteen bucks, I could not resist it! Now my challenge is to mount it in our kitchen. Lexington Vintage is a cool antique store on Lexington Road in Athens, the home of the University of Georgia.
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A beautiful old black telephone which I remember when I was a child. This was a solid and quite heavy telephone and even the hand piece was quite heavy. But the quality of sound was perfect.
I loved the way it had both letters and numbers on the round / circular dial. I still remember dialling the letters WF before my 4 digit number to dial home.
Phone numbers looked like this in the middle of the 20th century because of telephone exchanges. These were the hubs through which an area's calls would be routed. Phone subscribers were given a unique five-digit number within their service area. These would be preceded by two digits—which were identified by letters—that denoted the telephone exchange you were connected to. (Before the 1950s, some cities used three letters and four numbers, while others had two letters and three numbers. The two letter, five number format—or "2L-5N"—was eventually standardized throughout the country).
Underneath the elevated West Side Highway at 135th and 12th Avenue I found this telephone graveyard. At least a one hundred old, battered pay phones were locked behind a fence near the Park's Department building. I almost took these on my iPhone, but my irony levels are dangerously low these days.