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Calling friends…


It seems everyone has a cell phone these days.
Even some elementary school kids have them.

If a kid today wants to see a friend they call or text from their phone
and make a play date.
But back in the days of my youthfulness it was different.

When I was a kid there were no cell phones
just phones on a table or attached to the wall.
Neither one could be moved from where it was because
it plugged into the telephone company box thing on the wall.
Children were not encouraged to use the phone.
Phones were for grown-ups.

If I wanted to see my best friend, Linda,
I would walk down the road to her house and stand on her front porch.

Then I would call for her.

Oh, Liiiiiiiiiiindaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

at the top of my lungs until she came to the door.

She would do the same at my house if she wanted to see me.

Why didn’t we knock on the door or use the doorbell?
I have no idea.
All I know is we called for each other.
Hey, it worked.

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Today’s prompt was call or frost


21 thoughts on “Calling friends…

  1. My friend Lucille Colangelo lived two houses down. I’d get permission from my mother to go see if she could come out and play. Paulette and Debbie Diorio lived on the next block. I’d do the same there. The phone wasn’t such a big deal back then…it was merely a tool…a convenience like the toaster or waffle iron. i remember we had a white Princess model kept in the hallway connecting all our rooms.

    To be quite honest, I hate that everyone is on their phone all the time. It’s gone viral in the wrong direction. I often yearn for simpler times…still use stamps, still send notes and cards. I fight this new impersonal world tooth and claw…right Teddy?

    “Mrs. Colangelo, can Lucille come out and play?”

    1. I have gotten so lazy about notes. I send e-cards but that really is not the same. I do send a few Christmas cards.

      I don’t like to talk on the phone so mostly I text.

      I think parents are afraid to let their kids roam the neighborhood these days. Too many weird crazies wandering around. Very sad. We had fun spending most of our time outside.

  2. Lol, I am glad that we have cell phones to call each other now. That way we don’t have to yell, or ring the door bell. We can know if someone is busy, or not before we come over. : )

  3. I remember the yelling for friends. The trouble with knocking of the door was that it might disturb an adult who didn’t want a conversation with a sprat of child who just wanted to play when they we busy in the laundry or in the garden shed out the back. We probably all have out own memories with this one.

    1. Yelling or hollering for friends no longer happens. One of the things technology has put an end to I guess. I am all for progress but sometimes it is very impersonal.

  4. When we finally got a phone in the late 50s, it hung on a wall in a closed entryway, like a large telephone booth. We were not allowed to use the phone. You’re right. It was for adults only–mostly my mother who liked to place catalogue large orders at Sears.

    As well, we never knocked on a friend’s door, we hollered. It was great because we got lots of fresh air.

    1. My mother was on the phone all the time. She had long long long conversations. Drove us all crazy because she was basically unavailable until she hung up then if you needed her or had a question you had to get to her fast…before she was on another call. I think it is interesting that it never occurred to us to knock.

  5. This brought back sweet memories of life in simpler times. Those phones you speak of one the wall, most families had just one, and in later years it was really big time if there was two. You are right that they weren’t used for children’s chatter, or even teen talk at our house, if you wanted to visit you might call to agree to meet up at one house or the other, but you did your visiting face to face and side by side. I love the convenience and safety of always being within reach of everyone important to us, but I do miss those old days of hollering across yards or biking down the block to see if your friend was home. Lovely post!

    1. Thanks, Josie. Life was simpler. With almost instant communication, I think, we have to be more thoughtful. Sometimes a bit of time before communicating something gives a better perspective of what needs to be said and how to say it.

  6. I remember these days. We didn’t know any different either. We did care about the phone when we became teenagers. I so remember that time in my life.

    Have a fabulous day. 🙂

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