In the summer of 1985 my family and I came home to find a strange bird in our creek. Most of what you will read is true. We brought the bird up from the creek and tried to get him to fly, but he was too weak. We then brought him into our porch but his wings were too big and he bumped into all the furniture. We then put him into an old duck pen and it was the safest place for Woodrow until we could get him help. People have asked why we named him Woodrow Wilson Wood Stork. Were we really fond of the 28th president? Actually we liked the name because it had two W's and went well with wood...