I spotted the green telephone out of the corner of my eye. I picked it up, and started dialing. The secret was having no plan in mind. Just dial random numbers. As I dialed 4-7-6..., I heard the whirr of the telephone as the numbers went around and around. "Hello. Hey Susie, wanna play?" That conversation was over in minutes, but I had a bunch of imaginary numbers...and names in my head. I propped my hand on the table babbling away on that little green phone. That phone looked ancient to me. It wasn't a cordless, and it didn't have any fancy buttons. It was just a phone that served as the connector to my friends, family, and the outside world. I didn't pick up the phone to order the latest invention from late night TV, I called people when I had exciting news to share, when I was sad, or just to say hey. It's sad to think that we use texting, email, and Facebook to "talk" these days. I still remember the white numbers that faded over time on