Well, I guess that is an old story, but it could be oh so true. I am a retired old, old, telephone operator. So many, many stories to remember. I loved this one.

My Grandfather used to call "Central". When asked he told everybody that was his girlfriend. I remember picking up the phone and the operator would say 'Number Please." But she never was all that friendly. Our numbers had a couple numbers and then a name. I think because we would pull pranks like 'number please' '812 Green' or something like that. Then we got dial phones. WHEE that was so much fun. We would answer to anything we wanted because it might be a wrong number... there were a lot... mostly kids testing out all the phone number combinations. Our number was one off from the morgue. I got in REAL big trouble when I answered "Morgue, you stab 'em we'll slab 'em" Dad was always the first or second person who got called when someone died....

Great story, thank you!

You made me cry but not sad tears. I have a very ill friend in the hospital and it does not look good. I will remember "there are other worlds to sing in". Thank you.

Beautiful story-thank you for sharing

Brings tears to your eyes, the good old days !!!!

Thank you for that wonderful story.

That is such a beautiful story....Thank you for sharing it.....Bea

Oh my gosh, I had forgotten all about "information please" from my own childhood. Thank you so much for bringing that memory back to me. There are so many personal touches we have lost through our "modern" life.

Thank you for that heartwarming story. I can only wish that somehow I could touch another human being in such a profound way. Perhaps I have, and don't know it. That is a lovely thought.