Just before he passed away, my grandfather spoke with everyone he loved (and who couldn’t be there during his very final moments) from his hospital bed using a

Just before he passed away, my grandfather spoke with everyone he loved (and who couldn’t be there during his very final moments) from his hospital bed using a Nokia 2600 phone. A few years ago, I realised my mother kept the phone and refused to sell it as it had become the final memory of her father. Inanimate things can often serve as portals into a time that our loved ones were still with us, when we were young or just generally, some fond memory that we can never really live again and yet are loathe to part with.