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NANCY EDMONDS HANSON: After Thought — No More Ringy-Dingies

Remember the last time the sound of a ringing telephone made you smile? I think I do. I was probably still in school, pining for some fabulous high school hunk to finally call. Perhaps, for you, it had less to do with teenage hormones and more with family ties. It could have been a birthday call from Grandma while you …


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NANCY EDMONDS HANSON: After Thought — The Robots Are On the Line

If I’d had to choose an icon for my teenage years, it might have been the telephone. Phones were the social media of our day, a glorious gift of technology that connected us with our friends — heaven for teens! Though the black rotary-style phone was mounted on the wall in the kitchen, its spiral cord was long enough to …