Dan Ashe served as FWS Director from June 2011 until January 2017. The following is an archive of blogs authored by Director Ashe during that time. This content is intended for historical reference only and not as a representation of current Service policy or opinion.
I'm currently visiting our National Conservation Training Center in West Virginia, but I wanted to catch you up on a busy last week.
After attending Thursday's board meeting with the National Fish and Wildlife Foundation in DC--who, by the way, are developing a really cool business model that emphasizes species-driven outcomes, very much like our Strategic Habitat Conservation framework--I was off to Massachusetts, home to our Northeast Regional Office and my Dad's home state.
I flew into Logan Airport in Boston Thursday night. After a Friday morning meeting with the Boston Globe, I delivered the keynote address to the annual meeting of the Nashua River Watershed Association. The Association is a great partner and very engaged in helping protect a watershed which encompasses our own Oxbow National Wildlife Refuge.
Saturday was a real treat. I had the chance to visit Oxbow with a great group that included people from the Association and the most important person I can think of--my Dad, Bill Ashe.
Dad was a 37-year veteran of the Service and the former president of the Association. He lives in Harvard, Massachusetts now, which is the hometown for a big part of the Oxbow Refuge.
The first refuge I remember visiting with my dad was Georgia's Piedmont National Wildlife Refuge in the Southeast region. I must have been 7 or 8 years old at the time.
Dad and I have gone to dozens of Refuges over the years. But Dad is 82 now, and his days of visiting refuges are limited.
Saturday’s visit to Oxbow will always have a special place in my memory.
Dad holding a map of Oxbow National Wildlife Refuge
A special thanks to Oxbow Refuge Manager Libby Herland and her top-notch staff who cleared storm-damaged trees from the refuge parking lots and trails. Without their hard work, Dad and I probably wouldn’t have been able to have another great memory of time well spent at one of our National Wildlife Refuges.