I would like to take a few moments to eulogize (sniff) my dear Phone. Phone worked hard -- she logged an average of 2600 minutes of use each month. She was abused by a three year old (and a thirty-three year old!) who regularly dropped, lost, and sometimes even threw her. She was neglected, running out of battery nearly every day and having to beg to be recharged. The nights left alone in the car in the harsh New England weather certainly wore her down, as well. However, the final straw came when she was placed, harmlessly, in the pocket of my jeans; and then, not-so-harmlessly, in the washing machine.

You will be missed, phone.