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At first, the changes were so small as to be imperceptible, but as time has gone on there have been more and more changes to a greater and greater degree. I do not say to you that all change has been bad but neither has all change been positive or worthwhile. For the most part change has not in fact taken us all "from the dark and into the light!" Some would say that the very opposite is in fact the case. If we have lost anything at all can we define it? In what sense do you mean that lose to have occurred? What has changed? How has it changed? Why has it changed? And finally can we now do anything to reverse the changes or rather more appropriately can we somehow strengthen those aspects of our hobby that initially drew us all into it? Can we define what we have lost? Yes we can. We have lost our innocence, we have lost our childhood fascination, our ability to dream and to be totally captivated and engrossed in that dream, in the appreciation and awe felt for the birds themselves. The magic was not in us as handlers but rather in our birds. They liberated us, we soared the skies with them, we roamed with our youngsters to the edge of the horizon. In our youth, every bird was special, every flight an adventure, every bird filled us with awe. If only we could fly, if only we had such power to free ourselves of both space and time. Every day was an adventure, just me the birds, an open loft and an endless blue sky. Our parents, our neighborhoods, our local town councils encouraged the keeping of small animals (poultry, pigeons, rabbits, etc.) for all that they taught us. In order to keep our birds we needed to learn responsibility, punctuality, patience, perseverance, planning, biology, embryology, reading, math and the power to save every penny we earned to purchase feed and all of the necessities, in short an endless thirst for knowledge. Our birds helped to mold good, honest, hard working, dedicated citizens. If the truth be known (certainly in my case) our hunger for learning was often fueled by our fascination for our birds! So it seems to me that we have lost our childhood innocence, our ability to look at every day, every bird, every moment as exciting, new, full of adventure. The entire world was good, the days were endless, the summers eternal and as much time was spent with our few birds as possible. Pigeons were given as gifts, traded for, journeys were planned to meet fanciers both well known and not so well known. Day trips were glorious: get up early in the morning, drive to new suburbs, new towns and far away cities and in time foreign countries. In search of new pigeons? No, not really, more like the eternal search for good friends and camaraderie. That endless love of people, love of new fancier friends really was the key to our hobby. Is that what has generally been lost? What we substituted in its place is a love of mammon commonly referred to as a love of money. Together with love of fame and intolerance based upon vanity and egotism. With open eyes let us look at what has happened to our sport. Where is the camaraderie? Recently I received an email, it had nothing to do with pigeons or our sport yet I recognized immediately what we have lost in our sport. Though I have no idea who wrote these actual words here is part of what he or she had to say, "Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us. Show your friends how much you care. Remember to always be there for them, even when you need them more… cherish the time you have, and the memories you share ... being friends with someone is not an opportunity but sweet responsibility." In helping someone succeed you also succeed, in mentoring someone you plant the seeds of the future of our sport. Always work on the basis of "do onto others as you would wish for them to do onto you." We have elevated our personal egos above the importance the real heroes and the real athletes, that is, our birds. We have elevated our personal egos and our absolute need to win 1st at all costs to an extent that one fancier, a few years ago, bragged that nothing other than 1st was even worth contemplating his exact words were "2nd place is the 1st of the losers."! This man, I assure you, lives in a thick fog the likes of which not even the joy of his birds can drag him out of. But in his case the reality was this; his attitude was such that he had always been a loser. In many cases the absolute need to win at whatever cost, is a totally unhealthy obsession that destroys our sport. What have we done and what are we doing on a continuing basis to recognize a certain caliber or level of performance? The establishment of a benchmark that birds achieve that counts regardless of 1st place or 50th place! Five hundred mile day birds are to be cherished regardless of who placed 1st or who placed 50th because it is indicative of the achievement of a level of quality that is not the norm. Where pray tell, do you see the appreciation of the quality and Herculean efforts that our birds so exhibit just to come home, often under unbearable physical and atmospheric conditions and unforgiving terrain. The worst is that this warrior of the airwaves often comes home to an unforgiving master who never sees fault in himself nor his abilities or lack of same but rather is only too prepared to see his misfortune in his birds, in everything but his own incompetence. Always look to yourself first, have you done your very best, have you listened rather than spoken, have you studied rather than criticized, have you scraped the loft and fed the birds rather than wallowing in a never ending glass of ale? Our sport in both Canada and the USA is dying. I believe because we have become fixated on our sport as a business. We no longer generally see and appreciate our birds, the families developed by our fathers long ago, the friendships are now secondary to what has become a need to win at all costs. Our children are no longer given free access to our backyards because they might just frighten the birds. The moment the love of the bird becomes secondary to our own desperate need to win at all costs, that very moment begins the process of decay. In order to revive our sport we need to revive our fascination for pigeons, all pigeons and we need to rediscover the role that friendship originally played in founding our hobby. There was a reason that our sport was the perfect family hobby. We strive to provide only quality information, so if there is a specific topic related to Racing Pigeon Loft website that you would like us to cover, please contact us at any time. 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