Thursday, July 29, 2010

memories

Andy is telling the story of how he discovered whistling.

It begins back when he was a wee boy in England. Every morning an old man would stroll by his bedroom window, whistling, just as a young Andy was waking up...


“It transcended through my window and into my lobes and it just resonated. It went from a faint to loud and then faded out again as he passed by.”

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