I can only remember seeing two movies in a theater with my family when I was a kid. The first was “Who Framed Roger Rabbit.” Seeing Jessica Rabbit on the big screen put tinglies in my stomach that I would understand better in the years to come.


The second movie we saw was “Dick Tracy”, the one from 1990 with Warren Beatty. I love mysteries, whodunits, and detective stories: Agatha Christie’s Miss Marple or Poirot, Sherlock Holmes, J.B. Fletcher.  I became obsessed with this movie. For Christmas that year, I asked for a lot of Dick Tracy stuff.



One of the things I really wanted was the watch he wore.  In the movies, shows, and comics, it was actually a 2-way radio that police could use to talk to one another.  It was invented in 1946 in the comics, but even in 1990, that was some pretty futuristic technology.  And I HAD to have it! 


Santa, can you hear me?


Santa was good to me that year! I couldn’t wait for school to start back up so I could show it off.


Now this toy version wasn’t an actual 2-way radio.  It had a digital clock and a big flashlight where the speaker would be.  But I thought it was cool nonetheless.


I was in the 6thgrade so maybe I was just too old to want that kind of toy, but it was also the Deep South. I was probably too XX to be allowed to like something that was clearly made and marketed to XY’s.  Day one from Christmas break my teacher made fun of me for wearing it.  The other students laughed.  She wasn’t the first teacher to tease me in front of my classmates. I assume my unwillingness to be like the other girls made everyone uncomfortable. The bullies aren’t always the students.


Still I quit wearing my watch to school. I got a lot of use out of it at home when I played make believe alone and pretended to be Dick Tracy, taking down names and kicking asses.


Calling Dick Tracy! Come in Dick Tracy!


So fast-forward to last week.  I was gifted an apple watch. Y’all, that’s a super cool amazing gift, BTW. I’ve never owned one. I had no idea the things it can do. One day I was driving down the street and I got a phone call.  The call showed up on my watch.  I hit the accept button, then reached for my phone to put it on speaker assuming I’d be talking on my phone. Then the person started talking to me through my watch and I was able to talk back. I was blown away! Like I was literally Dick Tracy answering a call on my wrist!!!!!! It still makes me smile right now typing it. 


I’ve always been so ahead of my time…wearing a “high tech” watch back in 1990 😉. Now I just need a yellow trench coat and a fedora and I’ll be all set.  Of course, my luck, folks will think I’m trying to flash them!

~til next time,


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