Kate Callahan, the famous folksinger, was in town today. She sang at The Methodist this morning, then did a concert at the community building in the afternoon.
The Whistler was not at the service in the morning, but he was there this afternoon.
He whistles along with the prelude and postlude, with the anthem, with the hymns. He is in the early stages of dementia. It can be distracting. Some think it's downright rude. The Methodists are used to him, though. Some of the children even whistle along with him.
The folks at the community center were not used to him. They kept turning around and making mean faces in his direction and putting their fingers to their lips.
Kate took her guitar with her as she strolled down the center aisle toward him, strumming and singing "Wabash Cannon Ball." When she got to The Whistler, she sat down beside him and switched to "Precious Memories." The Whistler stayed right with her, right in tune. Then she whistled with him, all the way through "Precious Memories" and "Sunrise, Sunset."
Then she kissed him on top of the head.
Folks said it was more like being in church than being in church.
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