TenTon Telephone

I loathe, detest, abhor the telephone.
A summer job in 1968
required me to, during the summer,
call each of the youth in the congregation.
I assume I managed, but I buried that part
of my memory, remembering only the requirement.
Then thirty-nine years later I joined OA
and one of the nine tools...the telephone!
I call my sponsor Monday morning,
a planned time, but I have never called a member
otherwise, except perhaps to ask a fact question,
when or where. I sponsor but calling me
is not a requirement. I text, use apps,
communicate, but my phone will never
wear out from use.
Maybe the phone will go out of style.
I've never sent a telegraph.
Will phones become antiques