Dear Folks, Speaking of mockingbirds, this evening I remembered the first one I ever knew. It was back in the early 50s when I was living with my parents in Memphis. Of course it was hot there and we didn't have air conditioning whatsoever. Therefore at night we all had our bedroom windows wide open. Well, it didn't take me long to realize what a pesky bird a mockingbird could be. I had never met up with one before but it didn't take me long to realize that I would have loved to wring his skinny neck! Why? Because all night long he would be singing LOUDLY outside my bedroom window as if it were in the middle of the day. Now I don't know the difference between the southern mockingbirds and the ones who come up here for the summer, but at least the ones up here have enough sense to keep their beaks shut after midnight! vee