You hear the phone ring: two short rings and a long ring. Your number? Or was it two long rings and a short ring? You answer, and right away you know someone else on the line has picked up her receiver to listen in on the conversation. No carrying this phone in your pocket or purse! And no jolly little tune to alert you of a call; just those shrill rings!
This old phone belonged to my husband's grandparents, and when they were ready to toss it out, they gave it to him to tinker with; he liked to take things apart to see what made them work (he still does). So we're fortunate to have it in good condition. After we were married, my daddy refinished the wooden case and patched a hole in the side, and now it hangs in our living room. I think all the grand kids have turned the crank at one time or another just to hear the bell ring. The little metal plaque on the front reads, Sears Roebuck & Company, Chicago, which probably means they bought the phone through the mail order catalog. I think it's called a desk phone because it has the shelf in front on which to put pencil and paper. I wish I knew more about its history; my husband said that neighbors pitched in together to put up the lines.
Do you remember a phone like this one?
I wrote this yesterday, but Blogger was having trouble and apparently it got lost. I couldn't even leave comments for the blogs I follow. So, if by chance you read it before Blogger's troubles, just ignore today's posting. Thanks!!