I have not heard in a long time. The sound of a screen door slamming shut. Remember the wood framed screen doors that closed with a spring. I miss it.
Gee, Steve, that makes me feel old, b/c I remember it too; I also remember being yelled at, "Don't slam the screen door!"! LOL
Love the sound also and it was like alarms going off when Moms would come out in their yards to call their kids home from our house----first the slamming screen doors, then the chorous of names floating up the street to our yard.
---makes me miss those days and those sounds!
Anybody still have the musical ice cream truck roll through their neighborhoods at all?
And if they didn't slam....you tightened the spring so they closed before the flys came in.
anyone else remember hanging a cotton ball on a string over the screen door....to keep the flys out?
Even though we've done many renovations on our 1930s bungalow the one thing we wont touch is the wooden screen door....yes it slams and we love it.
KJ, every summer afternoon at 4 teh ice cream man rolls down my block. Someday I will chase after him.
Ice cream trucks are still alive and well in our town.
In my sister Gail's neighborhood the ice cream man plays Christmas songs as he drives around.
What a hoot!!!
I want a screen door.
A fly "flap" remember those, just in case a fly got past
the door. It's a fly swatter for those that didn't grow up in the country in the south.
Never heard it called a fly "flap", before, but they're still very useful. We have two, b/c the occasional fly does still get into the house. What I remember also are the fly "strip" which would dangle and unsuspecting flies would get trapped. Ugh! I'd rather just swat them--or if Maggie gets them first--they get eaten! :>)
I have the lovely slamming screen door between the kitchen and solarium. The kitten is often attached to it, peering in. I remember my parents with the 'don't slam the door going out' litany. I purposely let it slam now, because I enjoy the nostalgic sound.
We still have screen doors that slam here. Upstairs, the five year old tests it daily. Love to hear it slam and then feet pitter-pattering across my ceiling. Kids are great. So are kittens!