tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546939657824059401.post2834881690500336081..comments2023-08-25T12:06:05.178-03:00Comments on Red Letters: The bellsLindsey Gallanthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14866184149163912415noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7546939657824059401.post-73735981488585456932008-08-13T15:39:00.000-03:002008-08-13T15:39:00.000-03:00I wish we lived close enough to listen to the bell...I wish we lived close enough to listen to the bells. I share your sentiment about the sound of the bells causing you to reflect back on times gone by. In that moment it's like you're in Georgetown 100 years ago and hearing the same sounds of gospel songs the people then listened to as they walked these same streets...instead of just the sounds of diesel trucks and planes flying overhead. I often think it'd be SO great to be able to just step back in time and walk the same streets we walk on...but walk them 100 years back and talk and converse with the people we met. Hmmm.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com