marthachick
Traveling Grammy
- Joined
- Feb 14, 2005
The sound of my husband calling my name after he dumped a gallon of paint on our relatively new carpet.
Thank God for carpet cleaners!
Thank God for carpet cleaners!
The ding ding man!!!!!The ice cream truck
Train whistles. On a quiet night i can still hear one from far away but most trains are required to be silent in this area. I love the sound of the click clack of the train cars with the intermittent whistles. My aunt lived right next to a train track and I slept like a baby when I visited.
They've got one of those gas stations on Sanibel that looks straight out of the 40's/50's and dings when you pull in! We saw it a few weeks ago, it was cool.
For me that sound of of the two AM stations out of Philly remind me of my childhood....News Radio 1060 and WWDB, which coincidentally was my eldest sons first "word".
The jack in the box I had as a child, the rooster on my see and say.
I apologize that this topic brought back bad memories for some posters. Sorry for your losses.
The sound of Tinkerbell “ringing her little bells” telling me to turn the page in the book that went with the record.
The sound of my foot being broken.
the frightening sound of branches cracking with the weight of the snow