Hmm.. I have two very good memories from this past spring. The First was when I watched my wife kill her second turkey, which was the biggest anybody in our party has ever killed. The other was helping my best friend kill his first bird, just a few days after his sister was in a motorcycle accident and a few days before she died because of her injuries from the wreck. I was so happy to see him be able to have a little fun and smile during maybe the worst week of his life.