Growing up, I spent most of my summer months vacationing with family in Northern Italy, near Milan. Some of my relatives lived on a dairy farm, which provided milk for the local Parmigiano (Parmesan) cheese producer. The farm was in a two-building village in the foothills of the Apennine Mountains. It had no phone service, in fact the nearest phone was a 20 minute bicycle ride to the nearest Church / restaurant / grocery store / cafe. Please keep in mind this was only back in the early 1970s.
Then one day, telephone service arrived at the farm. Groups of engineers had planted mile upon mile of telephone poles, and they pulled phone wires from the nearest town, up and down a mountain, across a valley, through a forest and over a couple of streams and into the farm. It was a revelation! Though, my grandfather could never figure out how to hold the telephone handset.
The reason for this story? Thirty-plus years later, and following a global technological and communications revolution, I feel like we’ve just been through the same impossibly tortuous experience with installing phone service in art251. Nowadays it’s fiber optic cable, solid state switching, VOIP, wireless ethernet. But to me it feels the way the experience must have felt to my grandparents in Italy. Alora! Finalmente, dopo dieci anni e arrivato il servizio telefonico. Phew, it’s finally here!




We share an interior designer, Bryan Wetz.



