My full and kooky life as a homeschooling mommy to 2 great kids, raising a child with HLHS (Hypolastic Left Heart Syndrome), coping with depression, following Jesus, and being much too camera happy.
Welcome to my blog! My name is Esther and I’m so happy you are here. I’m an avid nature photographer and a daydreaming thinker. My posts revolve around photos of nature’s beauty, homeschooling adventures with my 2 kids, sporadic reflections on my child’s heart condition, Bible reading reflections, gardening feats, and other mish mash things. Hopefully you’ll leave encouraged, pensive, or smiling at the simple things of life. Thank you for stopping by and hope you’ll find some interesting posts to read!
I am old enough to remember these, only ours were in red and didn’t have a chair inside the booth. Woe is anyone standing in line to use the phone when someone could sit on a chair and talk for a while, provided they had enough dimes. 🙂 It’s probably a quarter now for three minutes. Mom always had me carry dimes in my wallet, four of them taped onto a thin piece of cardboard in the photo compartment in case the car broke down, or some other calamity, including a “date gone bad” (not that there were very many of those, good or bad) … the extra dimes were in case I dropped one and then couldn’t make the call in an era long ago!
Tell me about it! This used to be how we made public phone calls with a chunk of change or if you were unlucky, you’d have to call the operator and make a collect call. lol That was eons ago, it seems.
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So beautiful tells you about Phone booth to blast from the past.
12 responses to “A blast from the past: phone booth!”
A blast from the past! Very cool find! 😎
That’s a great sentence! Can I use that as my post title? I’ll edit and repost.
Of course! I certainly didn’t invent the sentence 😆🥰
I just changed it! It fits the photo perfectly.
Thanks for the 💡
Sure thing 👍😁
I am old enough to remember these, only ours were in red and didn’t have a chair inside the booth. Woe is anyone standing in line to use the phone when someone could sit on a chair and talk for a while, provided they had enough dimes. 🙂 It’s probably a quarter now for three minutes. Mom always had me carry dimes in my wallet, four of them taped onto a thin piece of cardboard in the photo compartment in case the car broke down, or some other calamity, including a “date gone bad” (not that there were very many of those, good or bad) … the extra dimes were in case I dropped one and then couldn’t make the call in an era long ago!
Oh the memories this post brought back!
Tell me about it! This used to be how we made public phone calls with a chunk of change or if you were unlucky, you’d have to call the operator and make a collect call. lol That was eons ago, it seems.
So beautiful tells you about Phone booth to blast from the past.
They are very rare to find these days! But these used to the way to communicate out in the wild.
Yes, These are public phone calls booth!