Saturday, October 19, 2019

OUR AWFUL TELEPHONE DILEMMA

("WHY DO WE NEED...and pay for both CELL PHONES 
AND A LAND LINE")


In WWII times in the 1940's, in our
hometown of Clovis, most people 
didn't have home phones...even at
$3.95 a month.

(It was strange then that people 
who did have telephones located them 
in their halls on little built-in shelves..)

When we moved to Albuquerque in
the 60's our phone cost us $6.95 a
month.

Sixty years ago or more, people did
not use phones much at all for long
distance family chit-chat calls. In those
times inter-family LD calls were mostly
for: (1) "Uncle Tom died," or (2) “We're
a comin' ya see ya!" LD calls cost extra.

Somewhere along the way...likely as 
people's incomes increased, telephones
became very desired...and acquired.

Cell phones came into importance big
time and the first several years, they
were latched onto as handy and semi-
necessities for wives-out-in-cars who
got stranded with car trouble.…and
such emergencies as that.

One time in the mid-nineties we were
headed out east of town into the 
Sandia Mountains for an important 
social, and 5 miles out on the freeway
east, our little excellent Dodge just
quit running and we coasted up under
a cross-over bridge in 94 degree 
heat. The car's timing chain was broken.

After some thirty minutes, two young
fellows across the big freeway, headed
into town on the opposite highway, saw
us over across the freeway, with  our
forlorn and helpless look. They came
running across the lanes carrying what
looked like an old-fashioned lunch box.

It was a portable telephone--one of the
earliest ones. They called a wrecker-guy
for us who delivered our car to a repair 
shop...and we got a ride home, missing
the party.

Several years later we got our first small
portable cell phone, with no camera—yet.
That was okay. I who had done professional
work for weddings, banquets, politicians,
rallies, once a Miss America event here--
was used to a Koni-Omega and a
Leica. 

A phone on a camera was the silliest 
thing I'd ever heard of. Ah, don't ever
be smug! Now, I think the cell camera
idea is brilliant....they take great photos 
and are handy. I use the camera more
than the phone itself.

We don't use our landline much. It
costs $58 a month. In fact it drives
us crazy with tele-marketer calls out
of Bangladesh, India, or everywhere.
We get at times 8 or 10 a day. We 
got new phones and tried to set them
to block calls...to no avail.

We face what we have heard friends
say: "We just up and cancelled our
land line. Our phone bills were obscene."

We'd do it in a minute but one of us 
keeps "their" phone almost fully
charged and the other...usually at 
10 %. I don't want to have to add 
another worry onto older folks
every night: "Er, do we have a 
phone tonight here in the BR and
is it charged?”

Also you've got to think of Uncle
Tom back in East Texas, Aunt Sally
out in Cal., your old college classmates,
doctors and dentists, and all the 
usual (forgotten-about-suspects from
olden times) who call every year or
so. They couldn't find you.

So even though our TV streaming,
WiFi, cable,  Mil's Place, landline,
cell phone, and such stuff may cost
us as much as we once made per
month, I guess we're not quite ready
to say "goodbye to all that," though
it seems most certainly a luxury.

A strange thing a number of people
have commented on: they have
noted that illegals, street people,
those who live in cars, immigrants-
on-the-road---all seem to have that
one necessity....their cell phones.
--------
MIL

19 OCTOBER 2019

Tuesday, October 8, 2019

THANKS TO MY "BE" ON THE 800TH POST





"B.E." (Beloved Editor)

This is the 800th post to go on
MIL'S PLACE, first published on
March 31, 2011. It is an important
day for those of us who have worked
hard doing it, BE and me.

A BIG TRIBUTE, much thanks, and
a nice hug are due for my "one-in-ten-
thousand," skilled and splendid wife on
this occasion.

Neither of us thought of how many
pieces would be added when she
said: "You ought to be writing." A
couple of other friends had told me
the same thing. She said: "You write
and I'll edit and put  them on a "blog"
for you.

Being a new iPad owner for only three
months, and unlettered in electronics,
I said "What's a blog?" (Today it's a
term I don't favor...not a pretty or apt
word for people's deep thoughts...)

And so we began MIL'S PLACE, a title
that I just suggested, offhand.

My intent for MIL'S PLACE was that it
be a patriotic, All-American collection
of stories and poems--extolling our
parents, teachers, friends, hometown,
schools, the American way of liberty,
and praising the Creator in all things.

I believe we have done that, and with
the help of many old Clovis classmates,
friends, and others from life as it
unfolded. We have even written loving
things about our hometown and its
famous Main Street of red bricks!

When I use the word "we" I am
thinking of some thirty or forty
talented friends who also happily sent
in to be published--over the almost
nine years-- some fine stories and
poems.

Our deepest thanks to all of them.

Now check this about BE...(highly
qualified and a skilled writer herself)---

---has read a "thousand" books...
---recognizes good writing...
---Master's degree plus...
---taught children's public school
      music for 35 years...
---taught music classes at UNM,
      and branches...
---recipient of the Bachelor Award
      and the civic BRAVO Award...
---church pianist 50+ years
---women's vocal specialist
---best speller I've ever known
---lovable, likeable, warm-hearted
---termed by co-workers: "GODDESS
        OF CHILDREN'S MUSIC..."

That's MY EDITOR,       and also
   Life's Companion for almost
        63  years...

And  so: THANKS TO YOU MY
                     DEAR B.E.
It wouldn't have been possible
              without you!

800 !!!!!!!!!!

We're going for 900, but who can
            tell....the future?
-----------
MIL
"THE 800"
7 OCTOBER 2019