Was going through some old boxes this weekend at Mom's, and came across this. I remember finding it in Dad's "junk drawer" growing up and not having any idea what it was, but evidently Dad tried his hand at turkeys (and callmaking) at least once! It might not be the prettiest pot in the world, but it purrs pretty well, and I'll be carrying it into the woods with me next month. Maybe the old man can send me a bit of luck.