©Linda Davick
Yesterday I jogged 3 1/2 miles in my light-weight down jacket. I love summer weather here.
Phone conversation with Mom this morning:
Me: Hello?
Mom: Hi Hon. I'm ready to spend some money.
Me: Good! What on?
Mom: One of those things you wear around your neck that tells you what time it is.
Me: Oh! You mean a little pocket watch on a chain? A little clock on a necklace?
Mom: Yes! That's it! I think it costs around $15 a month.
Me: Do you mean one of those things you wear around your neck, so that if you fall you can contact someone to help you?
Mom: Yes! That's it. I read in the paper that soon everyone will own one.
Me: Hmmm. Does anyone you know have one now? So we can find out who makes it?
Mom: Yes! Let's see. She lives on the first floor. Sue? No....
Me: Marie? Marie Davis?
Mom: Yes!
Me: Do you happen to have her phone number handy so I can call her?
Mom: Yes! Hold on. She's in apt. 142 ... She'd love to hear from you. We would need to find out about a holder too. She keeps it in a holder, a little case, attached to her belt.
Me: Is it a cell phone, Mom?
Mom: Yes! It's a cell phone. That's what it is!
All I can think of is how much I want an iPhone; how life-changing I know it will be, and I realize that Mom probably feels the same way about Marie's cell phone. Aggles thinks if Mom gets a cell phone that she'll lose it immediately. But if she does, so what? At least she will have had the thrill of possessing one.
