Jan. 1, 2012 I started this New Year at Hop- In Refuge in Obion Co, with a gray dawn and whistling winds, listening to the distant chortling of Sandhill Cranes. I decided to start my year with these birds for three reasons. First, to honor and thank those individuals that are working, with much effort, time and at great expense to weave a new and hopefully strong thread of Whooping Cranes into the complex fabric of the eastern flyway. With success may come insurance against a catastrophic collapse of the struggling western population of these magnificent birds, that came so close to being relegated to the dusty shelves of history. Secondly, to remember the Whooping Cranes that have been willfully or mistakenly shot in Indiana, Georgia, Alabama, and others killed in the western flyway in recent times. This morning, I again noted how colors blend into gray at dawn and dusk. Third....In Hope that Tennessee can be made a sanctuary for all cranes, be they Whooping, Sandhill, or Hooded. I hunted and fished well into my 40s with the same diligence that I now bird and hold no ill will for those that continue to enjoy these sports but do not want to see any Whooping Crane put in jeopardy. More respect and revenue can be the reward for the State of Tennessee and the Tennessee Wildlife Resource Agency through efforts in giving refuge and protecting these cranes and thus enhancing the enjoyment for one and ALL. Hiwassee now reveals the best and most rewarding path for us to follow into the future. . Jeff R. Wilson / TLBA 6300 Memphis-Arlington Rd. Bar tlett, TN. 38135 http://WWW.pbase.com/ol_coot/ What is this feathered thing that lifts my heart to the heavens. Sent from my HTC Inspire™ 4G on AT&T