Quotes about sirens (15 Quotes)



    They were on the air, and they had been struck by the tornado and the storms before we were, and they were just starting to get on the radio and use it as we activated our sirens. Once our sirens went silent, they could go back to normal.


    listening to the calmness of the female voice over tanoy as the steam train comes in, the sky is magical of red, blue and white as a dark cloud creeps in bringing tear drops of rain, noise of sirens in the distance, feeling the coldness from the breeze ac



    Where I grew up - I grew up on the north side of Akron, lived in the projects. So those scared and lonely nights - that's every night. You hear a lot of police sirens, you hear a lot of gunfire. Things that you don't want your kids to hear growing up.




    This funding will purchase emergency response vehicles, radio gear, warning sirens, improve public safety facilities and upgrade communications systems, ... While these requests were submitted and approved before hurricane Katrina struck, these funds will contribute to rebuilding efforts and to the long-term commitment of the Bush Administration to prepare our nation to respond to emergencies of any kind.


    What song the Sirens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women, though puzzling questions, are not beyond all conjecture.

    Suddenly the sirens are sounding all over Chicago. At the time, the Cold War was going on between us and Russia, and there was great fear through the air. And when people heard the sirens, old women had heart attacks and kids ran under beds because that's what they were taught in school. I remember that moment most, the sirens going on and people not celebrating the Sox but hurrying to the grocery store to store up on stuff for the next month of siege, for they believed the Russians were coming.

    There was too much noise. Sirens from police cars and ambulances. Shouts from the crowd on the street eighteen floors below. Traffic from other streets and all of the noises of San Francisco. Mostly, though, there were the voices. Whispering to him. Reminding him of the dark things he had done all of the little things he had forgotten, all of the big things he had tried to forget. Mostly they reminded him of his biggest secret, a betrayal of trust and friendship long ago. He squeezed his eyes shut as if that could somehow keep the voices away.

    Her mother heard the ambulances and sirens and she had a bad feeling, and her daughter went and just had to see her father laying on the ground. Very tragic.



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