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The morning freight train just went through our area, blowing it's horn at the nearby crossing. It brings back memories from my youth when the trains crossed near us. The sound of their horn was a pleasant reminder that everything was good, and the sun would rise another time. What reminders do you experience from day's gone by? A sight, a sound, or maybe a cherished possession from days of yore? My old Barlow pocket knife still travels everywhere with me. The blade is about done from being sharpened so many times over the last 50 years.

Haven't heard the noon air-raid siren in a while.

Theme song fromJeopardy has been around a while.

foghorns, on the Houston Ship channel, early 1960s

I drive by my old high school twice a day. It brings back great memories for me. My high school years were the best years of my life, girls, football, girls, track, girls!!!!!


Went to the chicken ranch in La Grange a bunch too. They had a lot of nice girls there. Friendly too!

coal burning on a cold winter morning. i grew up in a coal mining town about 100 yards from the face. the slag piles would burn 24x7 from spontaneous combustion and the air always smelled like coal burning.

and diesel fumes and french toast in the morning remind me of basic training.

That sounds really cool.

Reminds me of deer camp where we always threw a big lump in the stove before calling it a night.

Jeff, more, and more those things live only in my mind. Yes, I know there are many here that question if I have a mind.

I grew up on a farm in a house with no air-conditioner so I went to sleep many nights serenaded by the various night sounds. Spring turkey camp gives me the opportunity to listen to the whippoorwills and chorus frogs once again.

Growing up west of Denver in the days when they still ran steam engines, the sound of the steam whistles echoing all over as they started up the hump to the east end of the Moffat Tunnel headed west.

Smokepole just reminded me of the noon air raid siren at noon. I'd forgotten all about that. It was on the fire house near the school where I went from first to eighth grade. My high school was too far away to hear it. Not sure when that practice was dropped but it was sometime after June 1964 when I finished eighth grade.

The sounds of sonic booms. I recall hearing them about daily in the early 70’s.

Haven’t heard one in decades

Red dots on liquor stores.

When I was a kid, everybody had a dinner bell which was used to call farm workers to meal time. Haven’t heard one in years. Now the bell is a collectors item.

Main line of Burlington Northern between Chicago and Denver ran along the south side of our farm. Laid in bed many nights listening to the long freights going by. But then there were the times doing field work on the tractor and trains would come along from behind you and blow their whistles. You would just about come right off the tractor. 50 years sure did go by fast.

Sawmill whistle at noon in some small east Texas towns.

I used to have an old codger that ran an open shed sawmill next holler over from the farm here. Mr Clyde Ferrell, had about 4 off-bearers and himself. Diesel rig, straight pipe probably 4ft circular blade. Rrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!

I went down there when I 18yrs old told him he needed a muffler on that thing, it was fuggin up my deer hunting.
He said “boy....I put a muffla on yor mouf”

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My home town of South Charleston, WV had chemical plants along the Kanawha river and at night there was a constant hum from the plants and the sound of trains being made up at the foot of the hill where we lived. The smell of burning coal and burning slate dumps is a long lost favorite aroma.

Lemme tell ya ya 'bout the ol' boy near me that ran his mill bolted to the rear end of a 396 Caprice. Pot smokin' hippie that he hired to "drive" the damn thing put it in reverse one day,......

Weren't good !!!

Sound of Hueys still gives me goosebumps.