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Quiet Please

Quiet Please I was born and grew up on the relatively quiet side of the planet. Nevertheless, there was a train line right through the heart of town. And there were also cotton gins, tractors, and lots of farm machinery. Obviously, we were not exactly 'noise free'; but basically, the noise I heard most were an occasional barking dog, crickets, bull frogs, and rooster crows. After high school, I relocated to a very large northern city by a great lake. Suddenly, all my familiar noises of crickets, frogs, and roosters were gone. Without warning, the sounds of combines and crop dusting planes disappeared They were replaced by commuter buses, automobile horns, sirens, and garbage trucks. In my late 20's, I moved again to a large western city by the Bay and the Pacific. There, for 30 days, my family and I resided in a motel embraced by a street car rail line. Also there, we were annoyed by rap and rock from loud radios, and more sirens. But also there, we slept sweetly by the ocean waves and fog horns; gentler noises. 03082017 PS Contest, The Noises, Shadow Hamilton

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Date: 3/8/2017 12:14:00 PM
I took a pleasant 'road trip through these words! Nice job!
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Curtis Johnson
Date: 3/8/2017 12:19:00 PM
Thank you so much Gayle. I am deeply honored by the sound of your words. Curtis.

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