I love the smell of coal dust and the shaking of our house as freight trains would pass by in the back yard. The blast of their horn for the crossing down the street was music to our ears. The sounds of truck engine braking for the crossing added to the enjoyment. Watching the drunks waddle down the street in front of our house in the evenings was another cherished delight that brings back the memories.
Having spent 35 plus years in another house surrounded by the sounds of silence with trees blocking our every view of the outside world, we decided to go for a home in the Villages that would be similar to our first home.
While I can barely hear the train whistle, every morning I can watch people passing by as they take their walks. I know what time it is by the frequency of the faint sound of car traffic passing by the bed room windows. We have no trees to block the view of sunrise. And our lanai faces west so that we can watch the setting sun.
It’s time for back to the future and we like it.
