Letter from the president: leaving the nest

June Hurt and Kristan Huntley

So, I’m in my office one day answering emails and listening to the dogs play with what I thought was a new chew toy, when I suddenly realized that the peeping I was hearing was actually a small bird suffering a horrid fate in the mouths of my inconsiderate dogs. I jumped up and yelled, “No killing birds in the house!,” which in dog language apparently meant, “Mommy wants to play keep-away with our new squeaky toy!”

After chasing them into the backyard, I realized that this poor baby bird was already dead, and my guts wrenched as I stood over it, holding the confused dogs back. Suddenly, I realized that there was a robin in a nearby tree squawking quite loudly at me. I yelled back at the robin to keep its babies out of my yard because my dogs don’t know any better. The robin then squawked at me loudly one last time and dive bombed me and the dogs until we ran back in the house.

I’m convinced that this same bird has been yelling at me almost daily from the roof over my front porch ever since, and I’ve had to start washing my car almost every day. I often picture this grieving bird stuffing its beak with everything in sight while thinking, “Can’t wait to see how all this looks on her windshield.”

A friend scoffed at me when I insisted that this same bird followed us to Sunday brunch on our favorite CY patio last week. I could hear the familiar squawking from a distance, then in the tree above me. I wondered if I was being a bit paranoid until the first “splat” on my plate happened, just as I took my last bite of omelet. My friend said that it was just a coincidence right before the second “splat” hit my sleeve and pants. Bullseye, my feathered nemesis.

It’s been a couple of days since I last heard or saw this bird, and I am glad that I can now concentrate on more important things, like welcoming our new LampLighter editor, Mark Jordan, and finding a replacement for our executive director. It hurts my heart to be losing such an exemplary employee of the CYCA, but I wish my friend all the best in her future ventures. Filling Kristan’s shoes will not be easy, so wish me luck!

June Hurt/CYCA president

Author: LampLighter

The voice of Cooper-Young, a vibrant, diverse neighborhood to live, work and play, in the heart of Midtown Memphis, Tennessee.

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