Friday, November 2, 2012

This Old Phone!

For the friends of Mr. Addison Sims
The past is a picture that never dims.
Dates and faces their brains encumber,
They know your name and your telephone number.
                        Phyllis McGinley


It is 8:00 on a Monday night and my telephone rings, I know who it is and I run to answer it. “Dr. Who is on!” that is my Dad he would phone to remind me to make sure I was watching. I never forgot that it was on but looked forward to the sound of his voice and knowing we shared this one hour at a distance. This happened for over a year while the series was on. When my Dad was dealing with his illness those phone calls stopped from his end but I would phone him around 7:00 and he would pick up Dr. Who is on tonight Dad “I know dear I am tired I don’t think I will see it all but I will try” “Night sweetie” I would hang up the phone go sit in my chair and waited to watch our show and imagined my Dad would be watching it too even though I knew he was probably sleeping. I really miss those calls now but I am not sad. Every time I look at that old phone I think of those special moments only he and I shared. I would not trade those memories for anything. I find myself sometimes expecting that call at 8:00 on a Monday even though Dr. Who is no longer on in that time slot, and my Dad is no longer here.

I remember when my Mom was well she would phone every one of us ten kids, well at least those with local calling, every morning she would start at the top that was me and work her way down to the bottom. This was something important to her and everyone loved those calls, well maybe. These calls started very early in the morning and sometimes I must admit I was a little annoyed at being woke up so early. I wish I would hear that phone ring now and the familiar “Good Morning.” Hi Mom. Today I phone her during the day just to say Hi and let her know when I will be over. See you later Mom “OK dear.”

I remember when the phone would ring at my parent’s house every night at 7:00 and my Dad would answer “Hello Mom” yes his Mother was on the other end and calling to say goodnight to my Dad, her son. “Night Mom, I love you too.” I know when my Grandmother stopped phoning for whatever reason and then my Dad started phoning her. When those phone calls stopped I now understand how my Dad really felt.

I try to phone my girls as much as I can I know I interrupt their busy lives some times but I also know that “Love you sweetie” will become very important someday. I also know those calls always make me extremely happy. In this modern age we live I send photos of the farm and email what is going on but honestly there is nothing like a real voice stuck in your head forever with one familiar line.

Yesterday I was on my phone quite a bit. I talked to two friends who are dealing with “Stuff” in their lives and I was so happy to talk to them and told them they can phone anytime. I know how comforting a simple phone call from someone is and how talking can make you feel not as alone. I love my phone and that link of friendship. I do know those phone calls can make a hard day that much more bearable knowing someone really cares. I am keeping good thoughts for both those friends and I hope they do know they are never alone. Things will work out and I am only a call away.

I spent an hour or more talking to a friend I have never met but it appears we are kindred spirits born in different countries as we have so much in common. We talked about life and how someday we will meet. I love those calls with no purpose other than to chat and I know she does too. Two people who may be a little isolated and may be a little lonely even though loved ones are nearby but know they can reach out by telephone and after a little while they are laughing out loud not even remembering they are thousands of miles apart. Sometimes talking to a stranger can make you think a different way about things and that is always a good thing. We are no longer strangers. There will be many more phone calls.

Oh I do love my old telephone, it may not look like very much but it is a keeper of comfort, and my past and future memories.

Later.


47 comments:

  1. Phones do keep us connected, don't they? What a wonderful family you have calling to remind each other that Dr. Who is on...or simply to say good night. :)

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  2. This reminds me i should ring my daughters more often. We tend to skype now as it is cheaper than an overseas call.

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  3. this post brought tears to my eyes..........thank you for reminding us how important our loved ones are.

    Gill

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  4. I'm not much of one for talking on the phone (mostly due to burn out from a job I had in the past) but I LOVE the ritual you had with your Dad. That is so sweet :-)

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  5. You dad was an awesome person. It's been wonderful to read about him in your posts.

    My daughter calls everyday at noon. It's my favorite moment.

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  6. Very touching blog with your dad. I have a dear friend far away. I met her on another site. It has been like three years we talk on the phone.

    Now we have skype. We enjoy that much better. We both have the camera if we need too. It is free Skype.

    Twice a week we talk for like 3 hours.

    What do we talk about. Everything and recipes, what she did that day and what I did. And oh yes. Lots of laughs.

    Now we are sending dvds to each other with birthdays and I made her now three of my Mini Albums.
    She made me beautful crochet things. For my little side table and some deco angels for Christmas tree.

    So it is nice to keep connected.From strangers now to best friends.

    Great your keeping in contact with your girls.

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  7. I wish I would of kept an old phone like the one pictured. The new ones are not as reliable. My battery is always going dead.

    My Daughter and Grandkids love to text... I hate it so they talk to me on my cell phone.

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  8. I have an award for you Buttons. Pls stop by my blog.

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  9. Hearing a voice filled with love or laughter makes the whole day bright. *hugs*

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  10. This reminds me of my Grandparents...they had a phone just like this one! (except theirs was black) I can still hear my Grandma's quivering voice on the other end! My sister got the phone after my Grandma died at age 101, so I know it's in good hands!

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  11. Where would we be withouth the phone. I always loved the calls from my Mom at 9 p.m. in the West, 11 p.m. in the East so she could get the cheaper rate the 2 years we were away. It seems now my own kids only call on special occasions and text the rest of the time, I will have to get them back to phoning.
    I am always happy when the call comes from my dear friend Buttons, and yes everything is going to be fine, we are village girls and it takes alot to put us down.

    Love You, BA

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  12. Buttons...you tugged on my heart-strings. Hugs...

    Auntie M

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  13. Dad would call at all different times and it always freaked him out when I answered with "Hello Dad". Somehow I always knew it was him.

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  14. Lovely post . My mum and I would call each other every Sunday mid morn , I miss talking to her . I have a friend that lives far and we call or e-mail each other . WOW ! I haven't seen those old phones for at least 10 years , looking at it brought back good memories though ! I to try to call my boy's as much as I can but they are young adults and always on the go ! Have a good day !

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  15. Oh and Papa (hubs) who still works calls me every day at lunch . I like that !

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  16. such touching memories. i feel a little guilty now because my family has never talked much by phone. i think we are still stuck in the days when long-distance calls were expensive. i remember hearing my dad in the background saying "are you still talking to her?" ha!

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  17. I love a good visit with Mom, Dad and Sister. It keeps me going!

    Keep calling your girls, Miss B.

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  18. i'm with bon bon. we weren't allowed to talk on the phone much, and i still avoid it to this day.

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  19. I am so not a phone person, but every day for five years I called my mother after work to check on her. It's so strange now not to be able to that. I want to call my kids, but they're so busy and I'm always afraid I'll disturb them.

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  20. What would we do without telephones!?! I love your old phone. We still have a landline with a curly cord--and it works when the fancy cell phones don't, when the power goes out. It's so nice to have that connection--chases away lonesome.

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  21. I love this post...you are so wise - not because you recognize humanity but you write about it with SO MUCH UNDERSTANDING - !!!!You pegged it, girl!

    this morning the first thing I thought of was - "I gotta tell Buttons about my dream - SHE'LL LAUGH!!" last night I had a dream that me and mr foresterman were just dating, but this time he was playing hard to get and he spoke in metaphors - he tells me in this dream "you know how people know what they want? well, im afraid I dont want a duck, I want a SWAN..." I immediately wake up and am ready to cry out "IM A DUCK!!!!!" Im thinking short, squatty, loud, kind of quackers... "I WANT TO BE A SWAN!!!"

    so of course I wake him up and ask, "do you think im a duck..?"...yes, our life is like that...thats the last time i will eat large amounts of halloween candy right before bed...really...

    and so you would understand even though we never met but are on the phone, and would laugh right along with me.. that telephone, its magical!

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  22. Yes, you write about our humanity with so much understanding, as Feral Woman said above. And you write so beautifully that your writing reaches out and touches our hearts. I'm not much for phones myself, but reading this, I see how they must have been an important part of your life.

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  23. you have such a beautiful heart dear B :) what you're doing is magic. thank you for sharing. it's wise and lovely, I wish I could hug you for being so special. {{}} xxo

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  24. What a touching post! My phone does not ring so much these days and I communicate by email and skype mostly, but when my Dear Mother was alive we talked on the phone all the time. I kept one of her messages on my answering machine long after she died, and even now I think she is telling me she loves me when the phone rings and there is nobody on the other end. I always say, 'I love you, too, Mom'. xx

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  25. I don't talk on the phone much anymore. One of my friends called me last week and it was soooo nice to talk instead of email!
    Whenever my dad would think about one of us kids, we would get the urge to call him and he always knew it was us! :)

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  26. Sorry that birthday cake was so tempting. Thanks for sharing the warmth for Mary at her site, too. T'was fun!

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  27. Nowadays so many people just send text messages and don't talk anymore. I enjoy my conversations with my grandma. She lives alone and likes to talk, so usually it is just me listening about her day. But I treasure her words and try to lock them away in my brain so I can access them again one day when she's not here. I have a voicemail on my phone that I keep saving just because I like to hear her voice telling me she loves me :)

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  28. Buttons, it is amazing how memories that are built on little shared moments end up being our most precious possessions. The things we cherish the most about our loved ones...

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  29. What a heartwarming post. I was so very close to my parents and still miss hearing their voices. I've never been one to talk on the phone much, but blogging is a way for me to reach across the miles and break the isolation. I wish you a blessed weekend, Mildred

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  30. The types of phones we use now have changed but not that wonderful feeling when we hear that ring! Staying connected with our family and friends is so important. This was a lovely post, Buttons.

    Oh, and I learned that you started the Flowers for Leontien that we all did for her last spring. It was so thoughtful. I am glad it has continued with Leaves for Leontien right now and I truly hope she is doing better.

    Hugs to you, as well!

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  31. love your post and yes even when my mom was alive i would call her weekly then when she took sick we talked every daily even though she didnt know who i was, i miss that janet

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  32. this new generation does not even realize they can talk on the phone...all they do now is text!
    but you know, every time I call someone before they hang up they say, thanks for calling...

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  33. I miss my weekend phone calls to my grandmother. It has now become calls to my busy sister with her kids, but I still miss grandma.

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  34. This reminds me of better days and that phone picture...wow, my kids still can't believe they used to be like that...but some of us know better! Thank you so much for stopping by I truly appreciate it!

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  35. Thank you for stopping by my blog...this post brought tears to my eyes as well...I miss my dad...

    It's amazing the little things, eh?

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  36. oh memories, thanks for sharing :) love M xoxox

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  37. This was a lovely post and ever so true. No matter how many times we say "I love you", it's always sweet to say, and hear, one more time.
    BTW, my two old rotary telephones got a workout with this recent blizzard. The cordless phones wouldn't work but the rotary phones stayed the course.

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  38. It is too often that we forget the importance of even a short phone call. Those memories will stay with a person for a lifetime.

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  39. Oh this post brought a lump to my throat.
    I think I may have said this a few times but I love the way you write :))
    Your post also made me think of my Laura who is in India at the moment. I can't wait till she gets back on wednesday so I can speak to her again.
    Aren't those old phoned really great I used to love dialing the numbers :))

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  40. Seems no one wants to talk anymore. It's all texting and email. Nice post Buttons!

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  41. AHH A rotary phone... we had black wall phones on the farm and they were ALL rotary and my early years we were on a "party line". You'd have to pick up and listen to be sure a neighbor wasn't all ready using the line before you started to ring the number you wanted to call. I doubt many young people would even know how to ring a friend on a rotary phone... makes me want to get one again. We actually only have cell phones but have recently been talking about returning to a land line when we retire. Thanks for the memories.

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  42. We have an old kitchen phone like yours -- it's "new" to us, but it reminds me of days gone by. A wonderful post B. Love you!

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  43. I also prefer taking to a live person rather than an e-mail. But lately I have loved to skype with my daughter. It is so nice to see her live and in person even though she is 1000 miles away. You got to love technology.

    Hugs~

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  44. I am not much for talking on the phone and am glad "texting" was invented : ) Love your old phone though. Reminds me of my youth.

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  45. I often answer the phone when it rings between 6 and 6.30pm with "hi mum" because that is when my mum rings me and she rings most nights and yes I have had times when it hasn't been mum and if it's not her I will tell whoever it is that I can't talk long as mum will be trying to ring.......lol

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  46. sweet post b, very sweet memories!!

    i remember those phones...it was almost impossible for us to get my parents to give theirs up and buy a touch tone phone!!

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  47. what a lovely, comforting story, these memories are a treasure for you to hold in your heart forever. I think it's beautiful that you've continued the tradition with your own children, and perhaps they will do the same with their own. your phone is a keeper.
    happy week to you Buttons.

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