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Listening to the roosters crowing at daylight and the sound of tractors being cranked; an A John Deere was a ‘Popping Johnny’ that had its’ own peculiar sound! Both gone by so-called progress and homes with insulated and sound proof windows! The ‘40s and ‘50s were a sweet time excluding our heroes who had to suffer the war years!
Even birds know not to land downwind!
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Sound of Hueys still gives me goosebumps. 130's do the same for me. i can tell a 130 when i can barely hear it.
My diploma is a DD214
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Jag, the sawmill was right next to the Elementary/Jr. High school. It gave a long blast at 7:30AM to wake up the employees who lived across the street from the mill. A short blast at 8:00 to start work. A short blast at 12Noon for lunch and 12:30 back to work, short blast at 4:30 for end of day.
Miss the sound of the 9:25 freight train. Couldn't go to sleep 'til I heard it 's horn as it want around the curve.
Mill shut down in 1960, the train shortly there after. Comforting sounds long gone.
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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. That sounds so cool!
molɔ̀ːn labé skýla
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Walking down my hometown street in the early '60's with my two brothers, shotguns over our shoulders and no one even gave us a second glance.
You better be afraid of a ghost!!
"Woody you were baptized in prop wash"..crossfireoops
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Trains mean something to many of us. They have something special.
Society of Intolerant Old Men. Rifle Slut Division
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I know we've discussed this before, but back in my high school years there was always a gun in the window rack in my truck. During trapping season, I ran my traps before school, and there was always a very well worn Single Six in the pack. We used to bring our shotguns to school, walk across the football field and jump shoot a couple little ponds just behind the visiting team bleachers. Heck, one of our teacher used to hunt with us once in a while. The science teacher let us clean ducks in the chem lab. We'd give him a mallard every time (assuming we got some ducks) in exchange for letting us use the sinks in the lab. Nowadays, a kid shows up at school with a souvenir letter opener from a family vacation, and they call the SWAT team. Times have sure changed.
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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. Yes, every farm had one. They were also used for emergencies, to signal for help. I have a repo, but it's nothing like the real thing. My brother has the one from our old homeplace.
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Our neighbors up the street had one of those, and when Mrs. Wire rang that bell, all the kids in the area knew it was time to get the ball game wrapped up and head for home.
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I take the question as if I am reminded in these days of long ago. I guess not much. Most everything has changed so much.
As I've read, when you are eight years old you could play football on your grandparent's porch. When you go back years later, it is 8' by 16'.
These premises insured by a Sheltie in Training ,--- and Cooey.o "May the Good Lord take a likin' to you"
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