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02/29/2004: "Riding by Radio"


The telephone doesn't ring that often. Today my friend was driving back to Philadelphia, where he's in Lutheran seminary, from the Shenandoah, where he interns at a church two Sundays a month. I have never used a cell phone, and I think I can easily go without using one for another couple of years, but I am an indirect beneficiary of the technology, like an Amishman. He's in his car, with nothing to do, and a few hours to kill. We catch up on all the little things while he makes his way ever closer to his destination. For an hour I was in the passenger seat, chewing the fat, and I didn't even get car-sick.

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