In the early 60's I was in grade school. My friend, Andrew Sergie, and I were playing out in the school ground area. When we saw a raft floating downriver we recognized it was our dads. Something very exciting was about to happen. My dad told me there was something small in the raft. I checked and there were two baby hawks for my friend Andrew and me.

At first we fed the hawks in their cages in our own houses and they got used to us. As time passed, we no longer put them in a cage because they were used to our families. Finally, when the hawks were old enough we decided that we should let them go to freedom. When I released my hawk it circled around our house about ten times before it finally decided to go. It was the same way with my friend Andrew Sergie's hawk. I was happy when the hawks circled. It seemed like they must be thanking us for caring for them from when they were small. We are happy we did this to this day. My friend Andrew Sergie and I still remember what we did, and we are still proud of what we did to this day.