I still have one of those old wooden phones hanging on the wall in the dining room.
We had a barb wire net work between ranches as I grew up. We were two short rings.
A cousin got a mobile phone in the late 50's. Can you imagine having your adult cousin's wife call to make dates for you?
Hello?
Hello this is Chip's cousin. I'm calling to see if you would like to go to a movie with him next Sunday afternoon......
Long pause..... Why isn't he calling himself?

He doesn't have a phone to call out with, I am relaying the message for him.......
He doesn't have a phone??
No, I am on a mobile phone and calling for him. He can hear us talking...
Who are you again?
I'm his cousin, I live 6 miles from him and he is on another party line.
Uh, I don't think so..... I don't understand.......
Chip did you hear that?
Yeh, thank you.. I think I'll crawl back under my rock now....
It was nothing to drive 30 miles to a pay phone to make a date and 100 miles on the date if I was lucky enough to get one.
When ranch kids got married, they stayed married. They din't want to have to go through all that trouble agin.
We finally got connected to the world in 1962. We had to build 65 miles of phone line to Ma Bell's specs and sold it them for $1.00 in order to get phone service. I climbed a lot of poles that summer.
Even then any call I made was long distance until 1999.