05/28/2026
A little glimpse
Remember my first office, the 5’ X 5’ closet. You can see it here, just over my right shoulder. It’s December 1984. My childhood friend Leslie and I were sewing a new dress.
A little break for a phone call.
The landline phone was the hub of our household. In many ways it kept us connected. When the phone rang, we answered it. We visited with whoever was calling. Most of the time it was for Billie. One of her sisters, a cousin, aunt, friend or parent (to discuss one of their children in her kindergarten class) was calling. I visited a bit before announcing the caller to Billie (seems like I was her personal assistant). She took each one of her phone calls. Made lots of them too. Billie loved talking on the phone!
The landline phone gave a busy signal when we were visiting. Knowing that we were home, often the caller decided it would be best to drop by for a visit. This was even better because it led to longer visits on our front porch. In the summer, tall glasses of iced tea were passed around to our guests. Soon, another passerby saw the activity and would stop for a visit. Before long, we had an impromptu party on our porch. Life was simple. Seems like we had more time. Although, I am not sure about this.
A little glimpse of the 80s
