Editor, Times-Union: Dad got Gipper in Florida. He was a tiny bird. He was fed with a dropper, which had bird seed and water in it. We brought him home in December 1994. He is still alive and lives at my sister Wilma’s house. He’ll be 20 years old in December. He chirps all the time and is a happy cockatiel bird. One time on Father’s Day, I let Gipper outside, he flew to the nearest park. I got him back. One of my friend’s brought him back. We were lucky. God answered my prayer. He eats bird seed and water and sometimes millet seeds that come off a stick. He talks, he says Gipper and pretty bird. I think he misses his master. He is in heaven rejoicing with angels and God. Lerva Chupp Warsaw
