My husband and I took our two youngest granddaughters, 8 and 11, to lunch the other day. As we were driving along toward the restaurant where we planned to eat, the 11-year-old asked, "Grandpa, why do you have a phonebook in the back seat?"
My husband explained that sometimes we would think about something we needed while we were out in the car and that we could look up the name and address of a particular business in the phonebook. I added that we could also find a phone booth and call the company if it was just some information we needed.
The 11-year-old replied, "What's a phone booth?"
We were aware that most people have cell phones now, but surely there were still phone booths for people like us who hadn't yielded to the cell phone craze---right? Wrong. At least in our town. We were determined to find one to show our granddaughters, but guess what? We couldn't? I guess another tradition--seeing how many bodies can be stuffed into a phone booth--just bit the dust.
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