Carl JohnsonMy diary has reminded me that in 1989, when I was living in #Albany during the week and #Syracuse on the weekends, I would have to go to a payphone down the block from my Albany apartment to check the messages on our Syracuse answering machine – because the Albany phone was a rotary dial and couldn't send the tones used to check messages.
In case you kids wondered what it was like when dinosaurs walked the earth.