The scenes replayed from my childhood all begin the same way – my Dad with a whistle on his lips. He whistled constantly, always happy tunes, like Anna in Siam “whenever she felt afraid” – except with Dad, it was just … whenever. I can’t remember a time when my father didn’t whistle. We always [...]
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The Whistler – In Memory of My Father
Posted in Family, Over the Back Fence, tagged big band tunes, father, grand finale, Model T, whistle on February 21, 2009 | 8 Comments »
