Back in Cache Valley we lived about 2 houses away from train tracks. Whenever possible, Heidi Anne and I would run outside as soon as we heard the train coming. As it was came closer and closer we would sing make up lyrics to the tune of "She'll be coming around the mountain."
As the train came within view we would jump up and down waving at the engineers, always getting a smile in return and even got to hear the train whistle. When the train moved beyond our sight she would hug me and say "I love my mini train adventures!"
We live in Washington Terrace (a city that is surrounded by Ogden) and is less then one mile away from Hill AFB. Now we get to hear the thunderous sounds of the 388th Fight Wing practice in their AWESOME F-16s! They normally fly in packs of three we hear:
Fighter Jet 1: SSSSSWWWWOOOOOAR!!!
Fighter Jet 2: THHURRRSSSDOOMMMM!!!
Fighter Jet 3: BBBBBOOOOOOMMMMM!!!
Often by the time you hear them they are long gone. The trick is to hear a small "Hissss" or have an open, elevated spot with a great view of the sky. We can see them almost every day at Heidi Anne's school when I go to pick her up in the afternoon. She loves to play "Fighter Jet Pilot." Running up and down with her coat spread like wings singing "Into the Wild Blue "Wonder", flying high into the sky!" (I know it's yonder, but it's soo cute!"