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The Whistler

In Memory of My Father — February 21, 2009 ~ Memories of my childhood home all begin the same – my Dad with a whistle on his lips. He whistled constantly, always happy, upbeat tunes. In fact, I can’t remember many occasions in which my father wasn’t whistling….Like his personality, Dad’s songs were always upbeat – Big Band tunes, of course, and college fight songs … or nothing can beat the Army Air Corp. He was the eternal optimist, even at the end when he knew he was dying.

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