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John Graham, President, THA .. John Graham, Board President
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My fascination with birds started very early. I was introduced to falconry as a 10-year-old child when my family moved across our town in Northern Illinois. Our new neighbor, a long-time falconer, flew a redtail hawk and a Prairie falcon and fortunately, I was allowed to tag along on many of his different trapping and banding excursions. The seed was planted, and in time it grew into a total obsession. I still hold many fond memories of hawks coming in from far-off distances toward a harnessed pigeon while we peered through the walls of our blind. [More...]
     
  Sheldon Nicolle, Board Vice President
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Some of my earliest and fondest memories include hunting, horseback riding, and birds of one feather or another. As a child living in Africa, my fascination with our feathered friends started with fantail pigeons, racing pigeons, a pied crow, and my uncle's Lanner falcon. After immigrating to America, the allure continued progressing to breeding and raising cockatiels and conjures, hand raising a macaw and an African Grey, Smokey, who I still have.  [More...]
         
    Chris Davis, Board Northern Director
northdir "at" texashawking.org

My first encounter with falconry occurred 40 years ago. I had been interested about three years earlier, but wasn't even sure if falconry was still practiced. Hawks were sold openly back in the 1960s and I used to read the ads placed in the back of hunting magazines which used to carry ads selling just about any animal imaginable. Not knowing any other way to obtain a hawk, I read these and made plans to someday buy the hawk or falcon that I would somehow train. Lo and behold, one small ad offered falconry equipment! That meant that falconry did, in fact, still exist. [More...]
 
         
    Chuck Redding, Board Southern Director
southdir "at" texashawking.org

My interest in falconry began in northern Illinois in the late spring of 1964, when my friend Mark Reindel tossed a chunk of meat out on the lawn below his immature eyas Swainson's hawk, sitting in a tree above. Down she stooped, pouncing on the meat, and I was hooked. Within the next three years I trained about three or four redtails, all eyases, and a Kestrel or two; none caught any game to speak of. Adolescent distractions took over, and it was another 40 years before I trained another hawk. [More...]
 
         
    Robert Benson, Board Director-At-Large
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My pleasant entanglement with birds started almost before I could read. My appetite for bird adventures during this period (the 1950s) was vast. I chased after Blue Jays, redbirds, wild canaries, field larks, rain crows, butcher birds, and sparrow hawks. It didn’t matter what species—birds kept me spellbound. This early interest was rivaled only by my passion for Coonhounds. Unlike most children today, I was allowed great freedoms to get off at night in the woods behind my old cold-nosed Bluetick, many times by myself [More...]
 
         
 
 

James "Jim" Coody, Board Secretary/Treasurer
treasurer "at" texashawking.org

I started in Falconry at the young age of 53 in October of 2004. I had been a tag-along dad for two years while my daughter completed her apprenticeship. My sponsor is Mr. Pierre Bradshaw. He is the one you can blame for my attitude towards volunteering and helping others.

For the two years previous to my apprenticeship and the next three years, [More...]

 
         
  Roger Crandall, Apprentice Coordinator/ Outreach Coordinator   Roger Crandall, Officer, Apprentice Coordinator
apprentcoord "at" texashawking.org

A middle school classmate introduced me to falconry at a time before Federal falconry regulation. I started my falconry career in Plant City, Florida in the mid 70s, messing around with red-shouldered hawks before trapping my first redtail who turned out to be a dynamite bunny hawk.

I joined the Air Force in 1979 and went to Denver Colorado. To me, Denver was the center of North American falconry. [More...]

 
         
 
  Jay Lehmer, Officer, Outreach Coordinator
outreachcoord "at" texashawking.org

I grew up in northern Missouri in a hunting and outdoor oriented family. I started hunting with my Father at the age of 10 and by the age of 13 was allowed to squirrel hunt with my 22 on my own. Spending a lot of time in the woods gave me the oppourtunity to see all types of wildlife including many birds of prey. One day while hunting, I came upon a very much alive Redtailed Hawk caught in a leg hold trap in the crook of a tree. I finally freed the hawk after repeated footing to my hands and watched as he flew off to the next treeline. This started my obsession with birds of prey. While visiting my Grandparents in Kansas City, I noticed a young man a couple houses down calling a hawk to the lure in his yard and had to investigate. I had never heard of falconry and when I found out [More...]
 
         
    Krys Langevin, Officer, Rafflemeister
rafflemeister "at" texashawking.org

My interest in falconry began in 2000 when I started working for my would-be sponsor Greg Moore, DVM. I spent two full seasons going hawking with Greg and his birds. In January of 2003, I attended my first THA winter field meet in Abilene still only a wannabe. After spending the weekend hawking with Keith Buch, Perry White, and Shawn Hayes I was hooked. As soon as I got home, I started concerted efforts to get my license before the trapping season of 2003 passed. I obtained my permit in October of 2003 and quickly trapped a passage female redtail. [More...]
 
         
    Greg Pearson, Officer, Editor and Website Designer
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OR webmaster "at" texashawking.org
Like most falconers, I can't remember a time in my life when I wasn't drawn to raptors. My first brush with hawks happened when I was twelve years old, and living in northwestern Montana. It involved rehabbing an injured immature Goshawk. How we survived each other was nothing short of a modern miracle. At sixteen, my family was living just north of Abilene, near a tiny truck stop of a town called Tye. There, on a dusty red clay road in 1974 I first met my friend and mentor, Tom Buchanan. [More...]
 

 

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