tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post7180971427003119498..comments2024-03-22T18:13:10.026-06:00Comments on On the Alberta/Montana Border: Have I Reached the Party to Whom I'm Speaking?Diane Stringam Tolleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-30503353015148641642015-02-20T14:43:25.890-07:002015-02-20T14:43:25.890-07:00I sure do remember that; I was there, and witnesse...I sure do remember that; I was there, and witnessed it just the way you told it, except that you didn't mention anything about when Uncle Lonnie phoned him right back. I can't really repeat them on this family-type blog but I will say that there was reference to an illegitimate child.George Stringamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11375285536941813368noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-55117482980099093922015-02-20T13:07:23.256-07:002015-02-20T13:07:23.256-07:00I am in awe of our cleverness. (Why didn't it ...I am in awe of our cleverness. (Why didn't it spill over onto anything else?!)<br /> :)Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-85113919373759434532015-02-20T13:06:13.432-07:002015-02-20T13:06:13.432-07:00Sneaky, sneaky father. I'm glad my dad didn...Sneaky, sneaky father. I'm glad my dad didn't think of that! :)Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-42396947291057623352015-02-20T13:05:49.561-07:002015-02-20T13:05:49.561-07:00Parents! Pfff . . . Parents! Pfff . . . Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-52240737688654216152015-02-20T13:05:33.672-07:002015-02-20T13:05:33.672-07:00Yeah, I just called. Spoke really fast. And hung u...Yeah, I just called. Spoke really fast. And hung up. Really, really fast.Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-73451590891479603832015-02-20T13:04:54.827-07:002015-02-20T13:04:54.827-07:00It used to be fun.Now that we have myriad ways to ...It used to be fun.Now that we have myriad ways to communicate, no one wants to do it any more. Weird.Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-71380398596390766982015-02-20T13:04:19.324-07:002015-02-20T13:04:19.324-07:00Mostly. I like your little qualifier! :)Mostly. I like your little qualifier! :)Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-35954746567608743842015-02-20T13:03:55.566-07:002015-02-20T13:03:55.566-07:00I love the little tricks we all resorted to to avo...I love the little tricks we all resorted to to avoid the horrendous phone costs!Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-60163984217085060232015-02-20T13:03:23.154-07:002015-02-20T13:03:23.154-07:00What is it they say about great minds, Carol? :)What is it they say about great minds, Carol? :)Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-34421894684576714712015-02-20T13:03:04.477-07:002015-02-20T13:03:04.477-07:00I do remember the four digit dialling. Sigh. But I...I do remember the four digit dialling. Sigh. But I missed out on the cheese. Someone's Husby is lax in his duties . . .Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-36651531914337246222015-02-20T13:01:57.507-07:002015-02-20T13:01:57.507-07:00Party lines were our only form of entertainment gr...Party lines were our only form of entertainment growing up. Heard a lot of things. Never heard anyone was pregnant, though . . . Darn!Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-73495503144449885182015-02-19T09:25:07.487-07:002015-02-19T09:25:07.487-07:00White Hall!? There was a lovely little cheese fac...White Hall!? There was a lovely little cheese factory in White Hall, Montana. We always stopped there on the way south. Great cheese. Is it still there? P.S. - I don't ever remember using a phone in White Hall, I was too busy eating the cheese.<br /><br />Diane's Anonymous Connaisseur-de-fromage Husby-FigureAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-46770885242992038822015-02-19T06:16:10.388-07:002015-02-19T06:16:10.388-07:00I remember the party lines. Grandma warned me, &q...I remember the party lines. Grandma warned me, "Don't say much -- people are listening!"<br /><br />As for person-to-person, how many times did my dad call someone asking for "Bob" when "Bob" was code for something else?! No, Bob wasn't home! There was no Bob! But the message was heard...<br /><br />Such a clever people we were then!<br /><br />PearlPearlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05261369905176088917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-1196726029098675562015-02-19T05:54:47.983-07:002015-02-19T05:54:47.983-07:00I remember those days well. I remember party lines...I remember those days well. I remember party lines and wishing people would hang up so I could call my friends, and I remember my father secretly installing a phone that he hid in the basement so he could listen to all of our calls.Theresa Wizahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09991340792082953965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-19568808246051042752015-02-18T23:52:10.425-07:002015-02-18T23:52:10.425-07:00Great story! I remember making collect calls to m...Great story! I remember making collect calls to my parents from a rotary phone at my dorm in college - it took forever to get it right, and then half the time they weren't even home to accept the charges!Lanahttp://www.twoteensandtheirmama.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-88129984489997099532015-02-18T19:20:04.877-07:002015-02-18T19:20:04.877-07:00And did you ever do this: place a collect call to ...And did you ever do this: place a collect call to your parents so they'd know you made it back to university, and have them not accept the charges - because they knew you were safe?<br /><br />Well, no, neither did I, but I heard of it being done. I always actually talked to my folks :)jenny_ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-74119281853873383292015-02-18T17:10:43.415-07:002015-02-18T17:10:43.415-07:00My how communication has changed! Another great p...My how communication has changed! Another great post Diane!Donnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11889869126453452817noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-75736084384375662862015-02-18T14:40:35.675-07:002015-02-18T14:40:35.675-07:00I remember back in the day when we had long distan...I remember back in the day when we had long distance service and my grandmother, who lived a half an hour away, didn't. When she wanted to talk to us, she'd call and let the phone ring twice then hang up. That meant we were supposed to call her back. Which I did. Mostly.Karen @Baking In A Tornadohttp://www.bakinginatornado.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-30750917530356304862015-02-18T13:56:45.085-07:002015-02-18T13:56:45.085-07:00After a visit with Mom and Dad and a long drive ho...After a visit with Mom and Dad and a long drive home we would dial their number, let it ring twice and hang up. They then knew we were home and could go to bed with no worries. It's still cheaper to call after 6:00pm and on weekends but we no longer have anyone long distance to call. sigh.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-62498735182175733732015-02-18T12:50:34.011-07:002015-02-18T12:50:34.011-07:00We were just talking about dial phones and operato...We were just talking about dial phones and operator assisted calls yesterday!Carol Cassarahttp://carolcassara.com/weird-performance-art/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-57999301756690413762015-02-18T12:33:59.978-07:002015-02-18T12:33:59.978-07:00Oh gosh, I remember these days from when I was lit...Oh gosh, I remember these days from when I was little and we spent our summers at a little farm house in White Hall, Montana. Do you remember when you didn't even have to dial a full phone number---just the last four digits? The world was much smaller then!!menopausal mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09058933838070665032noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-36821789535023911382015-02-18T12:26:08.028-07:002015-02-18T12:26:08.028-07:00That's funny because my niece (my summer time ...That's funny because my niece (my summer time assistant) must be the only ones on Earth who still pays for long distance so whenever she wants to talk to me she calls me and then hangs up. This is my cue to call her back! Remember party lines those were so fun! I remember accidently finding out the girl next door was pregnant at 16 I thought my mom's hair would curl!Renahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12296781992150172086noreply@blogger.com