For well over a decade, I received wrong-number calls on my home phone for the Glover family. I didn't know the Glovers, but the phone company had assigned me their old phone number after moving into a new home. In short order, a flood of calls for the Glovers filled up my answering machine tape. So I recorded a new message that would, well, send a clear message: "There are no Glovers here." It didn't stop the Glover calls, but it did usher in over a decade of charming messages from friends and family. I'm no luddite, but I believe we've lost something essential in our headlong embrace of mostly text-visual-based communications. In this audio story, I journey back to an analog age when my dual-cassette answering machine brought out the uniquely human side of my friends and family...
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