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the offending instrument. We couldn’t

just destroy it; Lloyd loved it too much.

We, therefore, bought an identical

whistle and demobilized its sound. The

next problem was getting Lloyd’s

whistle. We figured he probably slept

with it. But Lenny, who had spent his

early years in a big city of 50,000 or so,

had become adept as a pick pocket.

While we distracted Lloyd, Lenny

slipped the whistle from around Lloyd’s

neck. Lenny quickly stuffed it in his

pocket and held up the other one.

“Lloyd, did you drop this?” Lloyd

looked to see his whistle was missing,

and thanked Lenny profusely as he held

the replacement whistle lovingly.

Long before we reached conditioning

time, our coaches sensed something was

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