Yes sir I remember it like it was yeaterday. It was 1976 I was 12, dad had made a cardboard cut out of a turkey for a decoy. He painted it black, he keep telling me to watch for a icecream cone coming through the woods not a turkey. The bird gobbled good and then went quiet. I was looking around to see where dad had gone, he was behind me calling. When I looked back at his decoy there were now 2 of them. And one was my first gobbler, that was 35 years ago. I think of the gas I burned and the money I have invested in guns, shells, chokes, calls. Wow I must be nuts. I can remember in high school, taking a girl out to listen at night before a date.
The only thing I would change if i could is, hunt Texas more.....
