I was recently set up with a personal phone line at work through Vonage. I’ve not had their service before. You can set up your account so that Vonage will transcribe voicemail and email them to you. It’s a nice feature in theory. However, the transcripts aren’t the most accurate things in the world. Such as the one I received last night:
“Hey, it’s Bill Francisco with Francisco Farms. You called about tree life in Richmond. Yes, I’ve to tree lots of cigarettes health first address in Ruby’s in Midlothian. Call me back if you want any further information about him. 357, 0165. Thanks for your interest”
James Joyner’s wife, Kimberly, died this morning. James uses writing and his blog to process the sudden, incalculable loss, especially with regards to their two young children: 3 year-old Katie, and their newborn, Ellie.
I still haven’t told Katie. She knows something unusual is going on, since the paramedics came at a little after 1 this morning and the police didn’t leave until well after 4. But she seemed pretty much herself, requesting her favorite cartoons and playing with toys until I got her back to sleep a little while ago. Sadly, neither of my little girls are likely to remember their mommy other than from photos and videos.