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I can remember when there were no pay phones within a hundred miles of home. The phone was a wooden box that hung on the wall with an attached mouthpiece and a receiver that hung on a hook. A turn of the crank on the side got you the operator who controlled your "party line" with perhaps four or five neighbours. Our phone number was 3 ring 2 which meant when it rang three times, paused, then rang two more the call was for you:
Yep, that's right gt, I'm older than dirt.

Yep, that's right gt, I'm older than dirt.