Call Me Maybe

The Evolution of the Phone Call

Roz Warren, Writing Coach

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Photo by Vinicius "amnx" Amano on Unsplash

When I was growing up in the 1960s, our home had a phone. It wasn’t called a “land line.” It was called “the telephone.” It wasn’t a smart phone. It was an imbecile. It didn’t have call forwarding. Or call waiting. It couldn’t take messages. And there was no caller ID.

When the phone rang, you actually had to answer it to find out who was calling.

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Roz Warren, Writing Coach

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