"In trade school, we were doing introductions, saying a little bit about ourselves. One kid says “yeah, I’m really into classic cars, I have a 1997 something or another. Me, the other couple older folks, and the instructors all made audible groans of horror."
Our lives did not revolve around our phones as it seems to do today; our lives belonged to us, not someone else demanding our immediate attention.
I'm so old that my answering machine were my parents.
I was in 2nd grade when my parents got their first answering machine, but I didn't know about it and in fact had never even heard of such a thing. I called home from school because I was sick and I thought my dad was answering the phone, but wouldn't talk to me for some reason. It was a bit traumatizing.