Random Acts of Living


Monday, October 6, 2008

Small Town Homecomings

Just over 30 years ago I lived in a large city in a house on a busy street. There were noises day and night. When I moved out to our small town where I live now, it was so quiet the first night I almost couldn't sleep. When you live somewhere that is quiet, you hear everything. The jets from McConnell Air Base's training flight path flew over our town. The stealth jets would fly over and people would pop out on their porches to watch them. Our tiny airport is often rented by pilots to perform their touch and goes to keep their licenses up to date. There is a train track two blocks south and I've been hearing more trains since the price of gas has gone up. On Friday, after the roofers had gone I heard sirens south of us so I stepped out on my porch to see what was going on. OH! I had forgotten all about Homecoming...







...do they do this sort of thing in big cities?

3 comments:

Anita said...

I was going to go to our parade... seems it's harder and harder to get myself to leave the house these days... I don't ever seem to want to go anywhere...

Moonshadow said...

I actually know how you feel, Anita. But once I finally force myself to get out I'm usually happy I did.

Alice said...

I saw flashing red lights the other night and thought there must have been an accident...until I heard the band playing. Then I realized it was the Homecoming parade.