And the coming together
A friend comments, "And I always had a quarter in my pocket, so I could always use the pay phone to call home in an emergency...." Not too long ago we would find glass boxes on the corner of gas stations, where we could insert quarters and make phone calls, now replaced by cell phones. Thoughts mix together, like nickles and dimes, that we used to buy cokes, that now won't buy a thing, unless you add coins into dollars. I was a child when I realized my Aunt was talking about going to Mars in a space ship, and calls were a nickle. She bought a ticket, and was ready to live with the Martians. Cokes were a nickle. I trusted adults, and She spoke to God, when cokes were a dime. My Mom saw to it she went into a hospital, but She believed, and I believed. She lived on the West Coast, far from us and we wrote letters to communicate. It was when phone calls were a quarter that she no longer called me. She no longer wrote. ...