Going Out on a Limb for Crystal the Bird

There's quite a bunch of kids that play together on our street. One summer night not too long ago they found a baby sparrow down at the base of a big pine tree in the Mayers front yard. They named the bird Crystal and put her into a shoebox. All the little girls were enamored with little bird Crystal. I assumed Crystal had probably fell from a nest in the pine tree so I climbed way up to the top. Sure enough on one of the highest branchers I saw a nest. Kevin & Rich rigged up a bucket and rope and I pulled Crystal up to my precarious perch. Rich wondered if he had enough liablility insurance as I manuevered out toward the end of a top branch. I put Crystal in my gloved hand, reached to the limit of my reach and . . . and . . . wa-lah! Crystal went back home. I know my kids already think Kirsten and I are the greatest but these hero moments sure feel good.