Looking back, I loved it and hope others have the same fond memories Kelsey Varty, Ulen, Minn. I remember a lot of family dogs howled along with the whistle too. As long as we were in the driveway before it stopped all was good. I remember peddling our bikes as fast as we could across town to their houses to beat the whistle. Nine was the curfew whistle for the younger kids or older kids on the weekdays. But when I did spend time in town, my friends usually had to "check-in" or come home to eat lunch and supper at noon and 6 p.m. We lived a few miles out of town and could still hear it at home.Wanda Peterson, Carson, N.D., she remembers the whistle blowing at noon and 10 p.m.) It would be a nostalgic sound of a much simpler time and place. The town police officer drove around in his pickup to make sure kids went home. For us farm kids we knew we had better be getting home before the 10 p.m. Hearing it blow now makes me think of being a kid running around and playing outside with friends and how everyone scattered when the whistle would blow - MaKell Pauling-Normandin, Edgeley, N.D., the whistle blew at noon, 6 p.m. Growing up we knew when the whistle blew we better get home to eat and check in.All the cool older kids got to stay out to play “spotlight” after the 10:00 whistle - Ashley Samuelson, Edmore N.If the wind was from the east, we could hear it at our farm three miles west of town! - Nancy Bjerke, Valley City, N.D., whistle sounded at noon, 6 and 10 p.m. It was a way to let kids know it was time to be home to eat and then curfew at 10.I would welcome the whistle reminders! - Deb Jean, Rothsay, Minn. It was always a part of life for many years. On reflection, I think it was a subtle reminder to stop and be present. The whistle was great!! No matter where we were playing.What you said about growing up with daily town whistles
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