I suspect I'm not much different from many in the wildlife conservation community that can harken back to a youth where we were touched, perhaps both literally and figuratively, by wild birds through our backyard feeders. My parents had many feeders distributed around our home and we welcomed the typical northeastern cadre of chickadees and juncos, titmice and cardinals. Dad also was known to hang a couple rib cages from one of the deer he harvested ? much to the delight of the nuthatches and woodpeckers, and to the chagrin of some of my friends who came to visit.