At a family gathering this past Sunday my 87 year old father told us this story:

It was the middle of the night and he had to get up.  When he arose he heard this chirp, chirp,  chirp, chirp.  He then went into the kitchen and heard chirp, chirp, chirp, chirp much louder near the window.  Now becoming real curious he put some clothes on over his pajamas and went outside.  To his amazement he saw a whole flock of birds chirping away in the middle of the night.

Lately I’ve been doing some heavy duty witnessing to him and wonder if there is some tie in.

Pineman