Switch to Desktop Site  About these ads  What Was That?  When I
heard  a chorus of crickets  in my son's room,  I wasn't
surprised.  When I heard birdcalls,  that didn't faze me  in the
least.  But when I heard  the songs of whales,  I sat upright
and took notice.  "Just a CD, Dad,"  he reassured me,  and I
drifted off  with hardly a ripple.  Robert L. Brimm