Not Far From The Tree
I was visiting my mother a week or so ago. As we sat and talked, she commented about the poor quality of the telephone in her bedroom and talked about buying a new one. I joked that Pap probably had one in the garage that she could use. I joked, but knew that he probably had one there.
My Dad (Pap) worked for over 30 years for Bell Telephone, retired when the phone companies were split up, and started his own business with two friends who also retired from Bell. He worked in the business almost until he passed away four years ago. He knew phones. He knew a lot of stuff, but he really knew phones.
