Saturday, May 5, 2012

SYcamore 36778...

SYcamore 36778, that was our phone number ... the olive green, round finger dial phone in the dining room, and it's pinkish beige twin that sat on my dad's desk.




I have never forgotten that phone number... I forget other things, currents things, IMPORTANT things all the time, but not SY 36778.

Our grandkids laugh when they see pictures of that phone.


Can you believe how fast things have changed during these past 50 years?


When I was growing up, I remember:


... Being the last house in the neighborhood to have a real black and white TV. We watched B-westerns after school. It was a miracle!


... The big console radio in the living room, where we 3 kids plopped down on the floor on Sunday morning and listened to the Mormon Tabernacle Choir sing hymns before we headed to our own sunday school and church.


... Safe neighborhoods... we played outside for long hours, baseball, red light- green light, mother may I... and never had a concern about our safety.


... There were no computers or video games or fancy wireless music piped into everything.


Times have changed, in my lifetime.


Some of it is exciting and it has opened us up to the whole world in ways we could never have dreamed as kids.


ONE THING HAS NOT CHANGED...


Jesus Christ is the same, yesterday, today and forever!


The one thing we need to know is never going to change... never changes!



17 comments:

Farm Girl said...

So true and I am glad that He never changes. Yep I had a green one too, just like that one.
I wanted a phone in the worst way in my bedroom.
I took the phone apart, went to the library checked a book out on basic wiring and put one in my room. I kept it in a box and No one knew for a very long time I had a phone. Till my Dad walked in and saw me talking and ripped it out of the wall.
Aw well, I had disobeyed after all. :)

Just Be Real said...

Thank you for the stroll down memory lane. I remember those rotary phones as well. Blessings.

manthano said...

AMEN

Lea also known as "CiCi" said...

Isn't that the truth and how blessed we are so His constant, ever presence in our lives.

Oh, yes, and how about "Red Rover, Red Rover." And, I would come in from school and listen to the Uncle Remus Show on the radio. Truly, those were the days.

Have a joy filled weekend!

Debbie said...

Amen, Sonya. I'm the kind of person who doesn't do change well. I like the old and comfortable. I tend to dread that what is to come isn't as wonderful as what has been.

But then I remember that the Ancient of Days is actually the I AM of the Is To Come. That just knocks my socks off.


And btw, we had a phone just like that.

Sassy Granny ... said...

My childhood phone number was: Hillside 4774. We also had a 2-party, partyline (that drove me bats). The phone cord was all of 3 feet long, so you never had a private conversation (the ONLY phone we had was on the kitchen counter).

Mother also had a wringer washer, and NO dryer. In winter, she'd hang clothes on the basement clothes line; in warmer months, outdoors. I can still remember the sweet smell of sun dried sheets.

We ironed everything, including towels and my Dad's underwear. I don't miss those days!

I took the bus everywhere. It was safe, inexpensive & readily accessible. We had only one car, even when my older sisters were driving.

Thanks for the trip down Memory Lane, and for the reminder about how stabilizing are God's unchanging ways!

Marsha @Spots and Wrinkles said...

Sonja,
Loved the old green phone - at least yours was colored. Ours was the plain old black kind. :)

I remember going trick-or-treating with two other kids and we were all only 8 or 9, and we wandered around in the dark perfectly safe. I feel sad that our grandchildren do not know that kind of innocence.
blessings to you - Marsha

Felisol said...

Dear Sonja,
Since I am ten years older than you and come from a country less developed, at least back in my childhood, my world has changed even more.
We didn't even have access to a TV set, and when TV net came, the Christians were in doubt whether it was a sinful or not.
Before summer Olympics 1964 my dad decided it was OK to watch TV, we just had to watch out for what we were watching.
He was a wise man, my dad.In retrospect I can see he didn't made easy decisions, and he almost always made the right ones.
He led me to the one who doesn't change, who is the same yesterday, today and forever.
Thanks for reminding me!

Debbie said...

Good morning! How I love the fact that He never changes, because I just don't do change well. Yes, we had a similar phone but I remember when we got the "new" streamlined, and it seemed soo modern. I loved playing all those things outside after dinner. Waiting until it got dark to play hide and seek. Not having to worry about being safe, being the first ones on the street to get a color TV and having half the neighborhood over to watch Disney's wonderful world of color,. haha....the good old days. Have a wonderful Sunday.

Rita said...

Ah memories! I can remember when we didn't have a phone in our home but am certainly thankful that we do now!

I'm also thankful that He is the same yesterday, today and forever!

Jackie said...

Love this Sonya! My number was Drake 71652.....Isn't it fun to strolling down memory lane. And I remember playing hide and seek throughout our neighborhood until late into the muggy Georgia evenings....and catching lightning bugs in a jar!!

Oh how times have changed! But, praise God....There is no shadow or turning in Him....Always constant....Always sure!

Sweet Blessings!
Jackie

Debbie said...

Yes, the times they are a changing! I remember my phone number was KI2-8930.

I love your memories. I remember Howdie Doodie and Captain Kangaroo. The church I attended for a time as a child was located next to Captain Kangaroo's house in Babylon, Long Island, NY. The kids used to throw stones in his backyard to see if he would come out. :) Not me, of course.

Blessings and love,
Debbie

Rebecca said...

We didn't even have a DIAL phone! Just picked up the receiver and said "152 Red"! Yes, that was our phone # -- and I DO remember it. (Interestingly, I've forgotten most of the ones we had between THEN and NOW.)

And I'm SO thankful that Jesus NEVER changes! (Nor His Word/truth!)

Barbara said...

I know so much has changed over the past 50 years, I too had a phone number like that, although I do not remember mine, lol cool to think on these things too. Hugs

myletterstoemily said...

don't you miss those phones that you
could always find? can you imagine
your dad saying to your mom, "do
you know where the phone is?"

thank you for the sweet walk down
memory lane . . . and the reminder of
Who stays the same.

myletterstoemily said...

don't you miss those phones that you
could always find? can you imagine
your dad saying to your mom, "do
you know where the phone is?"

thank you for the sweet walk down
memory lane . . . and the reminder of
Who stays the same.

Janette@Janette's Sage said...

Oh the change of time was felt so much this weekend as our son headed for Cambodia. He is texting back pictures from his phone, on the internet while in the air and landing first in a country we were at war with when I was a teen.

I am so glad God doesn't change...and our phone was yellow...but the thing I miss is you didn't have to buy a new phone every year!!!!!!!!!!! They were made to last back then...even if you could use them as a hammer, they were so tough.