By Jim Harmon

I bought a new cellphone the other day, although I’m not sure why. Well, my old phone died – there’s that. I hardly ever use a cellphone. I prefer my home phone.

I know. I’m a dinosaur. But when I leave my home – I really want to leave my home. I don’t wish to take my home with me. I sense the rest of the world doesn’t understand. They expect to be able to reach me anywhere, anytime, 24/7/365.

Sorry. My cell phone spends most of its time abandoned on my home-office desk. Sometimes I don’t notice text messages for a number of days. That seems to rankle those of younger generations, who solely live in the hyper-present. Hmm. Did I just invent a new phrase?

As I wrote nearly a decade ago, old Alexander Graham Bell's landlines are out of favor now.

But they had a long run. B

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