I'm five years old and I'm getting ready to clean up the yard before the snow flies. I still have some of those iris you see in the background. The house was located between Forest on the south, and Richmond Terrace on the north. We were two blocks from the rail yard on the south, and perhaps five blocks from the Kill Van Kull on the north. I could hear the river sounds, and the rail sounds at night.
Fog carries sound and it was often foggy in the mornings.
I could hear my father whistle his way home from the Terrace when he got off his shift at the NYFD, Harbor Road Station.