While visiting
Tecumseh Antique Appeal in Tecumseh Michigan last week I ran across an old
rotary telephone and snapped a photo of it that I may use the photo to promote
positive messages in the area that would present the phone number.
I have
erased the number which was present that I may insert my own affirmation,
aphorism, or alternative moment of inspirational umph!
Today,
while visiting an antique store in Schoolcraft Michigan, I saw another old
rotary phone.
I did not photograph
this one.
I did, out
of a sense of nostalgia, engage with it.
I lifted
the handset, placed my right index finger into the number “8” circular opening of
the dial and rotated the dial clockwise until my finger hit the stop. I then
released and allowed the dial to return to rest. As it made its
counterclockwise trip I heard the mechanical clicking of the internal guts of
the phone.
I then
rotated with another number, and so on.
The playful
operation of this old phone stirred up memories from the 1960s during which I
commonly used such phones.
I
remembered calling for time and temperature.
I remembered
calling for delivery pizza.
A flood of memories
returned to me as I held the handset and rotated the dial.
My
childhood, I discovered, is not lost to the fog of time. It remains in my mind
just waiting for some unpredictable moment and impulse to allow it to play once
again.
