The Whistle Always Blew At Noon

It's a simple story - one that could be written by anyone who was raised in a small town or village in America. This story, however, is written about and dedicated to the community of Williams Bay, Wisconsin. It is a story that attempts to capture the time and rouse memories of those long ago friendships. In "The Whistle Always Blew At Noon" the old man (the author) transports the boy (the old man's memory) back to the village he grew up in. If the reader is looking for high drama, he or she will be disappointed - unless fishing, swimming, ice skating or sitting at the soda
fountain counter qualify.
"Seems like yesterday but it was long ago" - Bob Seger