2018 – 41 Days Later

Post Day 1

In 2018 it feels strange to stumble across a town still supporting a working pay phone. I remember living on the west cost over eleven years ago. There were emergency call boxes all along the windy coastal roads and the long stretches of barren desert. I’m not certain on the facts because that would require actual research which is entirely too much like real work and not something I plan to do here.

But, I do believe those emergency call boxes would hook you up directly to an emergency responder much like a 911 operator. My guess is their primary use was the sad person who broke down on one of those middle of nowhere roads or the person who took that long curve entirely too wide because slowing down would be a responsible burden and ended up plowing into an oncoming vehicle.

This was no emergency call box. This was a tiny little midwestern town with a real life pay phone in 2018. I know it was a real life pay phone because it began to ring as I was photographing it…….

Post Day 41

I couldn’t help but smile when the payphone started ringing. My partner, at the time, snipped at me not to walk into the middle of the street as I was stepping back for a better angle of the payphone. A white jeep with the word sherif painted on the side of it pulled up at the intersection as I looked up.

I stepped out into the center of the intersection for the perfect focal point the moment the police jeep pulled out of view. I noticed them parked at the other side of the intersection one block over on the same north and south street. The phone continued to ring while the jeep remained parked.

My partner became visibly uncomfortable as the phone continued to ring. “Answer it,” he suggested with a quiver in his tone.

My grin persisted as I glanced over toward the building I was about to stumble in front of, “Is this where we’re going?” I asked while my head nodded in the buildings direction. I could tell that it was, so I didn’t wait for an answer before I skipped inside and found a seat at the bar. I wanted to be away from those officers and that pay phone just as bad as my partner did. But, I wasn’t gonna let him know that.

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