“Men and boys don’t whistle the way they used to. In my days, every boy who amounted to anything was a whistler.”
“As a boy, I used to climb the town water tower and sit up there all by myself and whistle to the sky above me and to the world below me. A woman would start setting the table when she heard her man come whistling home, and she would listen for her son’s whistle if he was out after dark. I don’t say that whistling improved a man’s thinking or anything like that, but I do say you cannot be working up any mean thoughts when the words of some pretty tune are running through your head, while you whistle the air as fine and fancy as you can.”
-Burton Hillis
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