You don't have an old one there that's for sure. I would say someone has taken out some of the parts and cobbled it together, but it doesn't look anything like the phones we used to use.
Now hold on you are probably saying, you are only 34 years old and even in Maine the dial phone replaced the hand crank prior to 1974.
Well that may be, but my Dad. my Grandmother and my Uncle had their own private phone line running between the houses. Its called Johnson Hill because we all live right here so it was only a phone system ˝ mile long, but we would crank the phone and my Grandmother would answer into the 1990's. Or we would ring up my Uncle.
It was always a special treat, no matter the year to hear that old bell clang away, and as we got older it happened less frequently, but all the more special. It finally stopped because my Uncle moved to a new house, and the batteries got hard to get. Big 6 volt dry cell reverse polarity batteries aren't easy to find you know? We were probably the last family to use the old cranks, but did not even know it.
You guys are probably thinking...my goodness what's the next thing Travis is going to tell us, he had an outhouse too? Well sort of...but I'll save that for a discussion in the Construction Sub-Forum on bathroom remodels someday.
I have no intention of traveling from birth to the grave in a manicured and well preserved body; but rather I will skid in sideways, totally beat up, completely worn out, utterly exhausted and jump off my tractor and loudly yell, "Wow, this is what it took to feed a nation!"