I got my first car based cell phone in november of 1984 before the network was even turned on for use, if you tried to call you got a canned Cellular One message telling you to sod off. When they turned on the network in boston Jan 1, 1985 at 12:01 am it was like woo hoo I'm on, ordering pizza on my way home, tormenting the 1st wife and generally acting like a spoiled kid with a new toy. Then It was the bag phones, they called them transportables and they had full handsets and a lead/acid battery, great for emergencies, just wack'em upside the head with the phone bag and they were out for the night, people were all over walking around with bags'o'phones. Then came the Grey Whale, the first actual handheld, looked like a military walkie talkie from the korean war, but hey it worked and the first time it rang when I was in a store and I hauled it out of my inside pocket (specially made to fit the beast) people stared and another time it got me laid, what could be better. Since then I've been through freaking hundreds of phones, lost them, toileted them, dropped, stepped, run over, stolen, hell I dropped 2 Razors in webster lake on the same day, left one on the roof of my car and saw it fly into the Charles taking a corner at 45mph on Strorrow Drive, but with all that, I still only have 4 or 5 old phones, they all work except the analog motorola, but all the batteries are shot, 10 to 30 minutes max but I keep them around for nostagia. And the point of all this is, "Old Phones Never Die, they just move on to a different paradigm of existence"