Yesterday was the anniversary of my fathers death. His name was Alvin, and everyone called him Owl. I am guessing it started out as Al and transformed over the years. Barn Owl was his handle on his citizens band radio. He made the birdhouse pictured here for my mother. It is in the giant cottonwood tree in our yard. An owl moved in and lives there today. We named him, Alvin of course. Everyday, I miss my dad. Please enjoy this hilarious video about owls.