A girl in one of my classes told me that her father had joined the Army years ago.  She said he was sent to Georgia for his training.  One thing she remembered him telling her was that he found it very difficult to sleep at night.  The noise of the frogs and crickets were too much for him. 

It didn’t occur to me until she told me that story that the nights here are deathly silent.  There is the occasional dog bark and the ten O’clock curfew siren but other than those there is no noise at all at once darkness falls.