our spirits are broken

That's true. There's an odd, old fellow, who cleans up trash around a rest stop I frequent. He is always singing, or whistling, and it makes me smile.

a lucky fellow

100% fact.
broken, broken, broken...men
"faces like lost battles"
nothing stresses a man out more, than the woman he cares about being unhappy...

That is a very astute observation, Paul. I hadn't noticed that myself. . .

I never hear men (or women) whistling on the street, but I remember it in the past.

Too cool.