Before my Grandfather died last year he had not seen a wild turkey alive. One morning he called me and was tell me that there was about 15 birds behind his house, he was tell me how beautiful they where as they where making their way to cross the road. They past threw his garden and his tone of voice change they went from being beautiful to those da** birds are eatting up my garden. I could help form laughing. Fun how something change so fast. I tought I would share the store I really miss my grandfater, but when I think of the thing he did and said it always bring a smile to my face.