Avian Veteran Alliance' remembers visit with President George H.W. Bush

The unparalleled presidential opportunity came six years after Kaleigh Hoyt and Vietnam veteran Patrick Bradley co-founded the "Avian Veteran Alliance."

Author: Josh Sidorowicz

Published: 9:31 PM EST December 2, 2018

ST. PETERSBURG, Fla. — As mourners across the country remember the 41st president, George Herbert Walker Bush, following his death late Friday, the founders of a local non-profit for veterans are looking back on a special trip they took just last year to meet the former president and first lady.

“I was blown away by the humility and the effort that he showed," Kaleigh Hoyt recalled of Bush.

The unparalleled presidential opportunity came six years after Hoyt and Vietnam veteran Patrick Bradley co-founded the "Avian Veteran Alliance."

The local non-profit pairs wounded raptors with wounded warriors.

“They’re not cute, they’re not cuddly, they’re not something you typically think of as a pet therapy animal," Hoyt said.

But the pairing, she says, has proven effective in helping veterans with PTSD. The group's work was featured in a book about veterans and therapy animals by author Dava Guerin entitled "Vets and Pets: Wounded Warriors and the Animals That Help Them Heal."

The book led to the invitation to join other veterans groups at the Bush's Maine compound in Sept. 2017 where Hoyt and Bradley introduced two screeching owls the former president and first lady.

“Six years ago if you would’ve told me that I was going to be standing out of the Bush estate," Hoyt said. "And not just standing outside but handling a screech owl, stuck in between a service pot-bellied pig and a service golden retriever I would not have believed so it was this really special experience.”

They each received a presidential coin, too.

Hoyt says she saw first-hand the genuineness of the 41st president.

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"He went out of his way to greet us in the parking lot and walk us up to his estate," she said. “Just hugely appreciative of the fact that we had the opportunity that we did.”

Lessons from a first lady

The two screech owls we had brought with us seemed overwhelmed with excitement, calling back and forth to each other while bouncing around the inside of the travel kennel sitting next to me. We were on the 1,500-mile road trip from St. Petersburg to Maine: a long drive (22 hours, to be exact), made longer by an impending sense of anticipation that became harder and harder to ignore with each state line we crossed. I suspected my own restlessness was for different reasons than that of my feathered friends, Ricky and Lucy. Little did our avian travel companions know, they, I, and my fellow raptor handlers Patrick and Telia were all on our way to the home of President George H.W. Bush and former first lady Barbara Bush.

We had been invited to Maine to promote the release of “Vets and Pets,” a book written by philanthropist Dava Guerin about the ways that animals help veterans heal. One chapter was about Patrick himself, sharing his life story as a Vietnam veteran and detailing the events leading up to he and I co-founding Avian Veteran Alliance, a program providing veterans the opportunity to work firsthand with birds of prey. Barbara Bush, both as an advocate for literacy and for organizations that support veterans, had written the foreword for “Vets and Pets.” She had then graciously extended an invitation to all those involved with the project to come visit her and President Bush at their estate. So, of course we were going! Screech owls and all.

The ride gave me plenty of time to reflect on how I got to this place, and this opportunity. There I was, a USF graduate student unsure about my foreseeable future, about to meet two of the most influential figures in the history of the United States. On the one hand, I was full of nervous excitement, smoothing out my dress for the hundredth time that morning, while rehearsing what I had planned on saying to the iconic couple (as if there was something I could say that they hadn’t heard countless times before). On the other hand, I had to laugh at the peculiar circumstances under which we would meet, me standing there with all 6 fluffy ounces of Lucy on my hand, wedged between Willie the service pig, and Timber, a young service golden retriever. The brief recognition of the silliness of the scene acted as an instant pressure-release valve for me. It was only in that temporary suspension of worry and self-doubt, the brief pause to appreciate the humor in such an expectedly serious situation, that I came to understand the personal significance of what was about to happen. Thinking to myself “WWBBD: What Would Barbara Bush Do?” I decided to abandon the contrived list of acknowledgements I had worked so hard to remember. Although I didn’t realize it at the time, this would be the first of three important lessons I learned that day from Barbara Bush.

Lesson No. 1: Take time to appreciate the humor in life

My decision to relinquish control of the inevitable, as I believed Mrs. Bush would have advised, had opened my eyes to the humorous juxtaposition of carefully planned ensembles and no-nonsense attitudes among the humans present, versus the reality of a mishmash of tangled leashes, wagging tails, and delayed acknowledgement of many requests to “please calm down” on the animals’ part. As any pet owner knows, even the best-trained animals can, at times, be unpredictable. And of course, this of all days, Ricky would choose to be unpredictable all down President Bush’s pant leg. I would have been mortified, but our hostess just laughed and took it in stride.

“Well, at least the owl got him and not me! Ha!” Then she dismissed the gaffe with a wave of her hand, noting that “He’s got plenty of pants”. It was an important reminder that life is too messy to not have a sense of humor, and I will never forget how Barbara Bush personified that lesson that day.

Lesson No. 2: Be bold, ladies

Mrs. Bush, unprompted and without uttering a word, simply put out her hand when it was my turn to introduce her to Lucy, a young screech owl. As if to say “I want to hold it,” she was fearless. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised: here was a lady who had co-led a nation. Yet I was struck by her tenacity and unhindered resolve in the flesh to jump right into the experience. Mrs. Bush was clearly a woman who knew what she wanted, as became evident in her response to my suggestion that she use a leather glove to avoid being pinched by Lucy’s sharp talons. “No, I don’t want one” she said, “A little prick won’t kill me. Just put her on my hand.” So, I did.

That’s the moment I got to see for myself the same unapologetic confidence that had made Barbara Bush one of America’s most beloved first ladies. In this #MeToo moment, as activism rekindles and women everywhere reach for the courage to use their voice, she remains a universal inspiration to us. And, since that day, to me personally.

Lesson No. 3: Beauty begins with giving

I had always admired Mrs. Bush’s unapologetic “no frills” attitude when it came to her appearance – she believed there more important matters to attend to, and she was right. Yet, as she was sitting with her husband, though he was a former U.S. president, I couldn’t help but notice that all eyes were riveted on this woman, Mrs. Bush, and her iconic faux pearls. She had a commanding presence, though softened by a certain timeless elegance and grace – the embodiment of a true matriarch.

Her poise was evident in the way she deliberately shook the hand of each member of our group, taking her time to make the gesture meaningful with a few thoughtful questions or compliments. Only once she had finished did I notice the oxygen tank sitting next to her. The implications of that medical device humbled me where I stood. That tank underscored her selflessness in bringing our chaotic crew into her home. Because the truth was that Barbara Bush had invited us to share her time despite her largely unreported struggle with COPD and congestive heart failure. It was an unnecessary and tiring effort she had made voluntarily, for no other reason but to say “Thank you”. To me, this rare and authentic generosity was the font of her true beauty.

Thank you, Mrs. Bush, for the chance to learn all these lessons firsthand: for reminding us all to speak our truth, give freely, and laugh just a little bit more at everything life throws at us. You will be missed.

Birds of prey therapy helps lift spirit of patient with Parkinson's disease

Struggling with Parkinson's, Steve Dittbenner finds new life with avian therapy at McGough Nature Park.

By Piper Castillo

It was quiet except for the breeze rolling through the pine trees in George C. McGough Nature Park, but Steve Dittbenner, who has lived with Parkinson's disease for most of his adult life, was not alone. In his wheelchair, he sat with Shay, a red-shouldered hawk that gripped firmly with her talons to his glove.

In a fast moment, children came out of the Narrows Environmental Education Center and darted behind the wheelchair, causing Shay to lose her balance. With all his might, Dittbenner held his arm steady, helping the bird regain her grip.

Once Shay settled, Dittbenner, 66, smiled. "Shay,'' he said. "Shay,'' he said again.

Less than a year ago, Dittbenner, a Vietnam-era Air Force veteran was giving up on life. He was "lying in bed all day … not talking at all," said Lynn Dittbenner, his wife of 45 years. But his recent exposure to falconry, a hobby he enjoyed in the 1970s, has brought him a new spurt of excitement.

Today, seven months after getting her husband involved in the Avian Veterans Alliance Program at George C. McGough Nature Park, Lynn thinks he has found a new reason to live. Although the disease has robbed him of his ability to walk and causes his voice to tremble, a surge of energy comes to Steve when he visits the park.

On a recent Tuesday, Steve and Shay gazed at each other, then separately at the visitor nearby. With his voice quivering, Steve spoke softly. "I had a bird of prey,'' he whispered. "Chivas.''

Steve, whose Parkinson's was caused by chemical exposure during his years in the military, is a former falconer. While stationed in Idaho, in the early 1970s, he raised a ferruginous hawk. "The hawk's name was Chivas Regal. My husband raised it from when it was a fuzzy chick,'' his wife recalled.

When one of the Dittbenners' children, Neil, was visiting for Thanksgiving last year, Lynn contacted Patrick Bradley, who had established the AVA program at the Largo park about one year ago. She thought it would be a good time family outing. Bradley, who previously worked with raptors at Boyd Hill Nature Preserve in St. Petersburg, had come to McGough to use the park's collection of 18 rehabilitated birds of prey, including several species of hawks and owls, a kestrel and a bald eagle named Sarge, as therapy for veterans struggling with health issues, mostly posttraumatic stress disorder. "Think of biofeedback. In order to keep a bird calm, you have to be calm,'' Bradley explained.

Bradley first realized his affinity with raptors while working for the Canadian government in the late 1960s, monitoring bald eagles in the Saskatchewan wilderness. He, too, had been struggling with PTSD after serving in the Army during the Vietnam War. A doctor he had met at Walter Reed Medical Center helped him find the job. Over the years, he continued work with wildlife whenever he could. "I know in my mind what nature did for me personally, and I want to help others,'' he said.

Although Steve does not suffer from PTSD and would be the first Parkinson's patient to become involved with the AVA program, when his wife mentioned that he once had a hawk, Bradley encouraged the family to bring him to the park. "He had that experience already there with Chivas,'' Bradley explained. "That doesn't go away.''

The family took Dittbenner from his residence at Palms of Largo to the park by enlisting the help of DART, Pinellas County's transportation system for the disabled. Not long after his arrival, Bradley set one of his hawks on Dittbenner's arm. "I first put on Dakota, a red-tail hawk,'' Bradley said.

His son was immediately amazed. "Before that point, my dad was in a downward spiral. The disease takes so much out of a person,'' he said. "He became excited. I think he was anxious before he got there, but once he was there, he got so much energy.''

And Lynn was also thrilled. "I couldn't believe it," she said, "I watched him begin talking. It was incredible. It was loud enough for Patrick to hear him, in full sentences.''

Bradley decided to take it a step further. At the end of the first visit, he asked the family to plan on coming back. "I had a surprise for Steve. I wanted to do something since he was a veteran, to make him feel part of a community,'' he said.

The next day Bradley arranged for members of the Patriot Guard Riders, a group of veterans who provide motorcycle escorts, to escort Steve into the park. "One of the riders even gave him a flag. He told him that his father had Parkinson's, too. It was the coolest thing,'' recalled his wife.

"AVA has given my husband a reason to live," she said. "Now, we go to the park at least once a week, and when we are not going, he is asking me when we are going.''

Elizabeth Ostrom is a recreational therapist for Bay Pines VA Healthcare System who takes groups of veterans to McGough Nature Park several times a month for the program. Although she stressed she is not an expert on Parkinson's disease, she is not surprised to hear that Dittbenner has shown signs of improvement.

"I can tell you as a recreational therapist I have seen cases where people light up when they are out in the community somewhere,'' she said. "In my field, this stuff happens all the time. People are being empowered and motivated when they go into the community and do something they love.''

According to Greg Brown, Largo's parks superintendent, the city has received inquiries from around the country, people interested in how the AVA program works. "From day one, I thought the idea of using birds of prey in therapy just makes sense, and it's not just veterans but anyone with a focus problem or is in that realm. So many people can be helped with this, no doubt in my mind,'' Brown said. "Our birds of prey program started a few years ago, but it really jelled when Patrick Bradley came up to join and started AVA here."

For the Dittbenners, they recognize that Steve's battle with Parkinson's disease will continue. "There are good days and bad days, good weeks, bad weeks, but I am so grateful of everything AVA has done,'' his wife said.

Keeping his father's memories alive, his son said, like the memory of Chivas Regal front and center, has been key to Dittbenner's state of mind. "My dad's story is not uncommon,'' he said. "Things from the past can sometimes bring people back.''

Contact Piper Castillo at pcastillo@tampabay.com. Follow @Florida_vPBJC.

USFSP student co-pilots program that pairs wounded birds of prey with veterans

The Avian Veteran Alliance offers an alternative stress-reduction therapy

 If someone told Kaleigh Hoyt three years ago that she would become an avid bird watcher, she would have responded with, “No, that’s for old people with too much time on their hands.”

But now the USF St. Petersburg senior volunteers at the George C. McGough Nature Park in Largo with Avian Veterans Alliance, a program she co-piloted in the spring.

The AVA seeks to lower stress and anxiety levels for veterans who live with post-traumatic stress disorder by pairing them with disabled birds of prey. It is an addition to an existing program that specializes in caring for wounded raptors like owls, eagles and hawks.

The AVA’s founder Patrick Bradley, is a Vietnam veteran who was diagnosed with PTSD in 1968. His son also suffered from the disorder after 17 years of service.

When Bradley discovered the calming effect the raptor program had on his son, he was inspired to start the alliance.

“He was a basket case,” Bradley told TBN Weekly. “I said, ‘Look, just grab a bird, go for a walk, try to relax.’ Then another gentleman who found me at the Saturday market knew we were accepting volunteers, and he happened to be an outpatient at a PTSD study at Bay Pines (Medical Center.) My son also was a patient there. So I told him, ‘Just grab a bird and go for a walk.’”

Unlike other PTSD therapies, AVA facilitates a “non-committal” setting where veterans are welcome to watch and handle the birds, or simply go for a walk around the park, according to Hoyt, 23.

“Birds are holistic biofeedback animals. They react strongly to your emotional or arousal state,” she said. “It’s alternative vet care that stems far beyond prescription medication.”

In a partnership with the AVA, Bay Pines transports veterans to and from the park twice a week to work with the birds. Bradley also brings the raptors to the center once a month.

The veterans usually start with screech owls because they’re small and not apt to hurt their handlers. Hoyt said “graduation” is handling a bald eagle.

“Can you imagine? A veteran and a bald eagle.”

Birds are the focus of the program, but Hoyt said veterans are free to wander the park as they please, citing a stress-free environment.

“It’s about helping them get back to nature, back to civilian life. From being inpatients to outpatients. They get good exposure to nature that is very non-threatening compared to being in a jungle oversees.”

Although Hoyt has always had a passion for animals —from training dolphins, to working at a wolf preservation in Tallahassee— she originally “hated birds.”

“One day my supervisor was sitting there with a bald eagle. Within a week I was hooked.”

Hoyt will graduate with what she considers some of the best experiences, and said she hopes to join USF’s neuroanthropology program.

Mongolia is at the top of Hoyt’s travel list, where she dreams of conducting fieldwork and studying the origins of falconry and golden eagles.

“I love birds. They’re inherently wild.”

 

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Written by: Emily Tinti on December 7, 2015.
Last revised by: Crow's Nest Staff