My 15 minutes of fame - Vera Stek's Running Column in the Home News Tribune today. I think the editor cut some stuff, because the last couple of paragraphs are too long and the quotation marks don't exactly make sense.
Here is the on-line article.
Here is the actual, unedited interview in its entirety.
I ran barefoot in Greenbrook Park this morning, 6:15-7 AM. I saw a doe and a tiny fawn on the other side of the Green Brook, which my route parallels. It was the smallest fawn I have ever seen. It looked to be about the size of a medium dog. They stood still and stared at me, probably believing that if they just stood like that, then I wouldn't see them. When I got farther upstream, crossed the bridge, and ran parallel to the brook back towards where the doe and fawn had been, they were gone.
For the last week or so the birds have been practically attacking me as I run by their bushes in the park. They fly above my head, maybe 10 feet up, and squawk loud for a good 30 or 40 yards. It must be hatching time. But I have been running in this park for years and I don't remember them ever being so aggressive. I wave my fist at them and yell back at them that they are safe and I will not bother their families - and to please not crap on my head.