Jurassic parking

Mail boxes, a newspaper stand, and there behind the carts, a stack of never-to-be-used phone books.

Every year, AT&T deposits a big stack of phone books in front of our building. The building itself is over 120 years old, so there’s something fitting about this, obsolescence seeking antiquity.

A day or two later, the phone books are moved downstairs to the mail room, also a thing of the soon-to-be-past, where they remain untouched until the next recycling truck arrives, at which time they disappear forever.

When I saw this morning that a newspaper rack offering free copies of The (Greenville) Journal had been added to our collection, I thought, what next? Vinyl records? Floppy disks?

Our very own museum of dead and dying communications technologies.