Do you remember the first time the phone rang and it was for you? I sure do. It was a big day. I think it was the first time that I felt like I was part of the world. It was neat.
I was six years old when I got my first phone call. It was my first grade teacher, calling me before school started in the fall and letting me know what her name was and how excited she was to meet me. I know--what a nice teacher, right? Do you know what I did while talking to her? I went to the fridge and got a soda and lounged on the couch with my legs crossed in front of me. I think I thought that was what you where supposed to do when you talk on the phone. Too much TV, I guess.