I was going to my great uncles to go fishing yesterday in Spencer, in. Driving down a country road I see a bob white sitting on a fence post. Then I realized I had to stop slow down and make sure my son saw it, then I told him to remember seeing this because there is a possibility he may never see another wild bob white for a looooong time if ever again. It's the first one I've seen in over 10 years. Just depressing when you have to say things like that. Sure was a beautiful bird though.