High notes

The whistler in our family was

Bill who could carry tunes like ``Some Enchanted Evening''

and make me kid-brother proud.

As he passed

the corner

barbershop

strolling along from

the el pretending

no one was listening

cousins even

his dry-mouthed girl

enviously smiled.

I can still hear him hitting the high notes

half a block from home.

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