I got my first “paying” job at 14 with Father Haasl at church. My mom decided I needed a job and talked to him. He put me to filing papers and answering phones in the Parish Office and taught me how to be present at work.
He was the hardest working man I’ve ever met, who set a high standard when it came to a work ethic. Disappointing him was not an option.
And he would whistle all day long. He was a master whistler. Entire symphonies, from beginning to end and never missed a note. He created a magical environment without even thinking about it.
