An injured fledgling crow literally dropped into our lives. While pondering the responsibility and effort to raise it, son Tim asked the simple yet pointed question “What do you have to do anyway?” He was right and the answer will be found in this book that really just happened because of the crow, Shadow. As we reared him to adulthood and eventual return to the wild, our neighbor Mike proclaimed it: The Summer of Shadow.
This true story took place at our home atop a Missouri Ozark ridge not far from St. Louis. The experience provided the opportunity for us to share with others the nature of this remarkable bird. Married to wife, Dot for more than fifty years with five children and four grandchildren. Interests include wildlife rehabilitation, fishing and camping. Favorite pastimes would include spending time with old friends and music. A Research Fellow of ASCAR, American Society of Crows and Ravens; a Media Contributor to Crows.net.
“That evening Shadow was not inclined to fly to the roof to seek a roost due to his drooping or re-sprained wing, so we resurrected his intermediate cage and placed it on the ledge of the front bedroom bay window where he spent the night in safety.”
–The US Review of Books
Now bright and shiny deep purple it turned. As I curiously moved closer the glove shifted shape and became a young fledgling crow peering up at me and seemingly just as confused as I was.
p>This true story took place at our home atop a Missouri Ozark ridge not far from St. Louis. The experience provided the opportunity for us to share with others the nature of this remarkable bird.
Married to wife Dot for more than fifty years with five adult children and four grandchildren. Interests include camping, fishing and clay target shooting. Favorite pastimes would include old friends and music.