I'm two days late and two dollars short, but here's my first cell phone and - I believe - my third one.
The first, the blue Nokia, was literally nothing but a phone - I'm not sure you could even text on it - and I pull it out today and still love the design and solid feel of the phone and its buttons. Kristi was living here then and we got these in the aftermath of 9/11, deciding it was time to have that emergency backup in communications. Of course we were excited to try out the newfangled convenience of it as well.
I had no idea then how to research and buy cell phones, and I simply stopped in on a spur of the moment at a Cingular store in Norwalk and signed up for them. Since I didn't know that you needed (especially back then) to research how good the reception was going to be wherever you most needed to use the phone, I found later that Cingular's coverage in my area was less than wonderful. But that phone lasted us at least a couple of years, when at one point of frustration with the service at home we switched from Cingular/AT&T to Verizon which was a godsend.
To be continued...