Requiem for the Pay Phone | By Yuki Noguchi, Washington Post Staff Writer - Monday, December 30, 2002;At one time, voices glanced against its metal walls. Dates were made here, secrets exchanged. Once people lined up, shifting from foot to impatient foot, pointedly lifting their watches, Hey, lady, how long you gonna talk?
I remember two summers ago driving across the country with my daughter, someplace in Wyoming, making plans to spend the night in North Platte, Nebraska. Thinking how nice it was not to have to stop and make a call, but rather just use the cell phone...