Geez… I was gone for a week and missed this! Just thought I’d add my two cents to the several dollars already out on the table…
This season, I will be carrying a cell phone. Over a year ago, I swore never to use one. And then my mom got sick. And sicker. And when we realized that things could turn in a moment… she could take a fall, or just roll over wrong… things changed. So I got one, so that my brother and me could be home within three hours of any call received.
I still have it, and I was not planning on taking it with me. After all, what could I do? Call to tell someone I was being maimed? The safety wasn’t an issue. It doesn’t make it any safer. But my aunt pointed out that if something happened, if my father got sick or for some other reason, I needed to be home, I would feel absolutely awful if I couldn’t be reached.
The phone is as much an annoyance as it is a help in my day-to-day life, I admit. It makes you do stupid things. And I still don’t get the etiquette, and have offended a few friends. And if you use it out there, you have to realize you’re giving up a little freedom. That you’re maintaining ties to a busier, techier life. For me, there are just certain ties that I do indeed want to maintain. Out there, it’s a little bit of weight that might just make a big difference?
So, the towers go up. And before them, so did the electrical lines. And the earth was paved and sewers dug. And yes, many people hiked before we had them, and yes, it’s a personal choice. And no, I don’t feel gutless for carrying one.
Susan