was fairly normal. I was getting used to being alone. I had my normal run of doctor appointments which wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. Visits to my kidney/BP specialist, cardiologist etc.
Once a month I went out to lunch with some of my old friends from the days I worked at the telephone company. These are gals I worked with until the telephone office had gone dial. Yep, I was one of those operators who plugged a cord in and said “number please.”
Those years spent working at General Telephone Company were filled with memories.
I was working the night that a severe lightning storm happened. A huge bolt of lightning struck the only hotel in downtown Paxton just one block from the telephone company. The hotel burned to the ground.
I was working on November 22, 1963, the day that President Kennedy was shot. It was around 12:30 PM that every light on the switchboard lit up. There was no way that we could answer the calls. People were hysterical, crying. My son was only 3 years old at the time but to this day he can tell you how he felt at the time this happened. beth
