Not Quite Connected......

My grandparents lived in Antioch, Illinois while I was growing up. They had a small house on Voltz Lake and we spent many family Sundays up there. They had a big wooden telephone mounted on the wall…..it was a party line and if a specific ring tone sounded that meant the call was for them. When you heard "their" ring, you picked up the black ear piece, held it to your ear and stood at the phone to talk into the black mouth piece. (Other ring combinations meant the call was for another families on the party line….and we were not supposed to pick up or listen!) And certainly long distance calls were quick and usually meant some kind of emergency.

Now look at today……a personal cell phone attached to everyone's ear…..including mine! I like my cell phone, it's handy and keeps me connected through conversation or by a quick text. But I also don't really "miss" living without it once in awhile.....if I miss a call, I miss a call.

So maybe that's why today it wasn't until about 6:00 in the evening that I realized I had not even seen my phone all day. Where was it? Had anyone been trying to reach me? I asked Dave to dial my number and we heard a quiet ring echoing from the family room. It went to voice mail and stopped ringing...so he dialed again while we searched. A quiet, far-away kind of ring......ahhhh....there is was. Folded up in the hide-a-bed! I was sitting on it much of the day.....no real problem.....no missed calls.

No one even knew I wasn't connected!