Love it ... flashbacks to my sister's ornate, golden, cradle phone! Wish I'd thought to get a pic of that one.
Oh that must be an heirloom by now! I really miss those.
Ah, the days of long distance only after 6 p.m. and everyone talking over each other trying to say as much as possible for least money. This looks like one of those heavy phones with a fabric covered cord. Weapons almost. I'm convinced the sound quality was better. I love that you've focused on the dial, and that blank space where the phone number would go, typed on a little paper insert. Yours or spotted somewhere?
Oh, that does bring back memories! My sisters and me as teenagers battling it out over the one telephone. Spending hours talking to friends or boyfriends, often not long after we'd just seen them in person. My mom used to say, "What could you still have to talk about?" Clearly she'd forgotten her own teen years!
Love it! And our phone numbers had letters at the start.