Summer Katydids Are The Most Ohio Sound You'll Ever Hear

When someone says they hear “crickets,” they’re likely referring to silence. Like, when I ask my oldest if he did his homework or made his bed, and he responds with a blank stare and a “cricket filled” silence that betrays him! For me, though, crickets conjure up memories of being a scrappy kid in Ohio in the ’80s and ’90s, when I’d run around our yard, barefoot, catching lightning bugs and playing “kick the bottle” with my brothers and the rest of the neighborhood. These summer nights had a soundtrack — a symphony of cicadas, crickets, and katydids — and for me, it’s the most delightfully “Ohio” sound you’ll ever hear.