Oh, hell, yes, I remember air raid sirens. Long Beach (just west of where I grew up) tested their sirens at ten AM on the last Friday of every month. You’d know it was coming but it still sounded eerie.
And, yes, one time I forgot about it. That happened when I was twenty, and driving through Long Beach. I was at a stop light, right under one of those sirens when it went off. I was doing seventy along Spring Street before I knew it. Fortunately the street was pretty much deserted and there weren’t any cops around. I wonder how I would have explained it to a judge in traffic court.
@Linguist (from yesterday)
Oh, hell, yes, I remember air raid sirens. Long Beach (just west of where I grew up) tested their sirens at ten AM on the last Friday of every month. You’d know it was coming but it still sounded eerie.
And, yes, one time I forgot about it. That happened when I was twenty, and driving through Long Beach. I was at a stop light, right under one of those sirens when it went off. I was doing seventy along Spring Street before I knew it. Fortunately the street was pretty much deserted and there weren’t any cops around. I wonder how I would have explained it to a judge in traffic court.