Those 1950s air raid sirens. Do you remember them?

One thing that brought back being a kid was hearing an air raid siren. I was messing around on Youtube, and I heard it. I suppose if you're in tornado country, you hear it all too often. But here in Pennsylvania, I haven't heard it in many decades. I remember those monthly drills, and seeing all those signs for air raid shelters.
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We never had those sirens in the 50s, but they were almost constant during the 40s. WWII was in full progress and while there wasn't a chance that the Germans could possibly reach our shores with their bombers, we still had to go through the motions.
 
I forgot about the weekly 11:00 AM test sirens. I was at least 4, when the 1950s started, so I never heard WWII sirens. My sirens were for an attack from the "Ruskies". Some of the duck & cover stuff is laughable. Most of us never got a real sense of nuclear war, until the 1960s, when obliteration began to be realized.
 
We never had those sirens in the 50s, but they were almost constant during the 40s. WWII was in full progress and while there wasn't a chance that the Germans could possibly reach our shores with their bombers, we still had to go through the motions.
You're right about the bombers, but I believe that U Boats attacked our merchant ships along the east coast in the early 40s.

As I said elsewhere, I was a Duck & Cover kid.
 
Never heard them, but we have a monthly alarm for Three Mike Island (TMI) the nuclear power plant that almost made the movie “The China Syndrome” a reality. I live less than 10 miles from there as the crow flies.
 
I vaguely remember hearing an air raid siren when I was around 4 or 5.
I clearly remember the "Duck & Cover" drills in school. Yeah....I later learned how much protection my hands would provide on my head from an atom bomb. We wouldn't want to be vaporized unless we're in the proper position.
 
I vaguely remember hearing an air raid siren when I was around 4 or 5.
I clearly remember the "Duck & Cover" drills in school. Yeah....I later learned how much protection my hands would provide on my head from an atom bomb. We wouldn't want to be vaporized unless we're in the proper position.
We were told to hide under our own desks so that future generations could have an easier time identifying the piles of ashes.
 
I grew up hearing those sirens on Chicago's South Side. I believe they stopped sounding them when I hit my early teens.

In Austin, right around the block from my house, there was a tall siren pole with a siren still on it. As best I recall, it disappeared a few decades ago.
 
Today, our sirens here are for all alert situations. You are then to turn on your radio for the details. Sorry, but I did have to laugh at a couple of prior comments... not that nuclear weapons are funny, but our "safety" drills were a total joke.
 
I heard the sirens, duck & cover, etc., extended into the early 1960s, but never heard of either where I was at the time.

Around here, they do sirens for tornado warnings, which is creepy enough.
 


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