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I don't quite remember how old I was, but I believe I was about 3 years old. I was either in southeastern Kansas or South Carolina for one of my oldest sister's last track meets before she developed a tumor in her back. Walking up to the area surrounding the track field was a dysfunctional water fountain. In this water fountain was a bird's nest with an entire bird family in it. I was walking past it with my dad, holding his hand, staring in fascination at the innovation of the birds.