Setting the record straight

To the editor:

As a child, I was extremely blessed and honored to have had my father, John Spisak Sr., who taught me to hunt, fish and trap and to respect all of God’s creatures of the wild.

I spent a few summers up in Maine on my great grandmother’s farm, and this was the turning point in my life to where I learned to appreciate wildlife, the hard way.

I clearly remember the most horrible thing I ever witnessed as a 6-or-7-year-old child. We were out in multiple pastures bailing hay behind the huge machines and my great grandfather was walking with me carrying a 3-or-4-foot rounded handled razor sharp sickle.

I quickly learned why he had it, as the machine uncovered a rabbit’s nest and instantly he began to swing with extreme accuracy and vengeance.

I ran so fast back to the house screaming and upset to my grandma and explained exactly what he had done to those bunnies.

“Good, those varmints destroy our crops and gardens,” she said.

Needless to say I was not a big fan of their actions or thoughts on wild life.

I went the opposite way with every strange animal I found or ran across. I even remember on different occasions as a child bringing injured wild birds and other creatures to Ruth Hummel of Plainville.

To sum this up, I find it hard to believe that over the years people have made uneducated judgments and negative comments about others, or me. People who were not educated on the state and federal laws when it comes to turtles or any kind of wildlife before they spoke.

The old saying “think before you speak” comes to mind.

“If people were more like animals life would be peaceful, calm and full of unconditional love.” – Mark Twain.

Dan Spisak


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