It is funny how sounds can trigger memories.
I heard a motorcycle roar down the road. It was a Harley. I can clearly recognize the rumbling noise. I was transported back to my childhood of riding on a Harley behind my dad. Memories take me back even further to when my sister and I would sit side-by-side in the Harley’s sidecar. We would make faces at my brother tucked in the nose of the sidecar. He started riding at six weeks old. I haven’t been on a motorcycle in over 20 years, but the sound quickly transports me back in time.
I heard a church bell ring. The simple ding dong took me back to that little Lutheran church in the country we attended with my grandparents for many years. I remember listening to that bell ring to start and end the service. I can see my grandma leaning over and telling me to be quiet during church. I can taste the cherry cough drops she used to share with us during church. They always tasted like candy. The simple little church with the simple little bell.
What sounds transport you back in time?