
This is an old telephone in my hallway coming from the garage. I wish I could say it is an old family one, but truth is my grandparents did not have a phone until much later. I am sure when they first purchased the farm there were no phone lines that far out of town. But they did not get a phone when it was available. They got it after my Papa had his first heart attack in 1958. I remember that day so well, I was 5 1/2 at the time, and my mother was pregnant with my brother, Gerry. It seems like it was a special day, like Easter, but not necessarily, we were always there on Sunday for Sunday dinner. And dinner was the the meal right after church. I say that because dinner is different to different people. The definition of dinner is the 'chief meal' of the day, whichever time it is.

I found this bargain at an architectural antique store in Green Bay, and I mean WAY up in there, one way in and one way out. Reminded me of the Keys of Florida in that respect.