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Monday, November 02, 2009
-My Dad is a whistler; at least he was when we were kids. You know how some people sing along to songs? My Dad would whistle tunes on the radio. Was he good? Well, I don’t know. Is any whistling good? Do you still whistle to the radio Dad? Sometimes when my brother and I get together and we’re in the car we start whistling. We can never make it even part way through a song because we start laughing. It reminds of us when we were young and Dad would be whistling as we drove to wherever it was we were going.
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This made me smile. My dad is/was a whistler too. :)
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