text:  I want to share just this one story about a young boy, Harrison Sperry. He and his sister trying to find something to eat. He says, I'd been hunting all day, couldn't find any greens or game. But coming home, I spied an old hawk perched up on an old stake. I crawled up close to him as near as I could. I fired, and down he came. I took him home. My sister said, Harrison, is that all you could get? I told her, yes. So we prepared him for the pot.