If your a libtard they missed the sound of the gentle crack of your hand smacking their bare ass when they really needed discipline.
The sound of a cigarette lighter ejecting in a car, ready to use.
The sound of family members washing dishes in the sink after a family meal.
The sound of kids in a school yard playing on forbidden today monkey bars and the spinners.
The sounds of private air craft with propellers flying overhead.
The sounds of the old time rope pulled motors on the back of small boats. Add in the smell of oil and gas mixture .
Sound and call of Loons on a clean lake at midnight.
Rain on a tin roof.
Sounds from grandpas chicken roost when a fox tries to sneak in.
On and on I and you can go, up to the the sounds of a traveling knife and scissor sharpener at the front door.