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Week 9: Sounds
March 2, 2011, 5:31 pm
Filed under: 52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History

Week 9: Sounds. Describe any sounds that take you back to your childhood. These could be familiar songs, jingles, children playing, or something entirely different.

Sounds are a challenge, but as I reflect on my childhood, I have to remember the sounds of the farm.  My father had a herd of milk cows, and going down to the barn to listen to the contented cows as they swished their tails, and chewed on their cuds as they were being milked.  The first squirts of milk hitting the metal bucket and how the sound would change as the bucket filled.

In the spring we would get 200-300 baby chicks.  The peeping sound as they were being unloaded in to the brooder house.  Cackling hens, pecking the food off the ground, and getting ready to lay an egg.  Newborn kittens mewing, and the purring of the cats when you could catch them to pet.  The squealing and grunting of the pigs when the food was brought to them.

In the spring,  my father would start up the Johnny Pop. This old John Deere tractor had a very distinct “POP” when it was started and running. This meant is was spring and the ground needed to be worked, to prepare for the next set of crops.

There is nothing like the “quietness” of the summer evening standing under the stars.  You might hear the crickets, and if the pond was full, some frogs singing their songs.  At times, and more often than we wanted, we could hear the baying of the coyotes.

Another special sound for me, was the chiming of the old clock, when visited the neighbors Minnie and Harry.  They and my parents would play Canasta, and I would get to watch TV, usually on a Saturday night.  When Minnie was ready to sell her household goods, my father bought that very clock.  When he died, it was passed on to me as it had little meaning for my brother and sister.  It is sitting on a high kitchen shelf awaiting the day when my living room remodel is completed, to return it to sit on the mantel.

I also have the cast iron clock that belonged to my mother-in-law, and at night I would listen to it chime out  the hour.  It too is awaiting the completion of the remodeling to sit on the mantel.

Both clocks are wound with a key.  The first has a date in the 1890’s on the back.



Amy Coffin of the We Tree blog ( has yet another successful series on her hands: 52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History (http://www.geneabl…


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