 Champagne in pack baskets. Brett kept the tally. Fifteen Hawks to go. Fifteen Hawks to go, he boomed. Anticipation electrified the lookout. Finally, at 12.40 p.m., an immature sharp shin crossed the kettle and turned the page of history. We cheered Hawk Mountain's founders and absent compatriots, Maurice and Irma Broome, Rosalie Edge, Joe Taylor, Alex Nagy,