Sausalito News, 2 January 1947
from the files
25 Years Ago
It happens that Phyllis
Gordon lives near the
railroad yard in Sausalito,
and here is the letter
she wrote:
“Gentlemen – Why is it
that your switch engine
has to ding and dong and
fizz and spit and clang
and bang and hiss and
beller and wail and pant
and rant and howl and yowl
and grate and grind and
puff and bump and click
and clang and chug and
moan and hoot and tool
and crash and grunt and
gasp and groan and whistle
and wheeze and squawk and blow
and jar and jerk and rant
and jingle and twang and clack
and rumble and jangle and ring
and clatter and yelp and howl
and hum and snarl and growl
and thump and boom and clash
and jolt and jostle and shake
and screech and snort and snarl
and slam and throb and crink
and quiver and rumble and roar
and rattle and yell and smoke and
shriek—all night long?—
Sincerely yours, yours,
a Slightly Disturbed Sleeper.”