Thoughts on Hunting for Survival, by Ohio Country Man
…crop, and cutting off the head, wings, and feet, our Thanksgiving turkey was 6.6 pounds when we placed her, whole and wrapped in freezer paper, into our deep freezer. It’s quite a bit smaller than a Butterball, but for our small family gathering it would more than suffice. The small size was more than made up for by the novelty factor of having an honest-to-God wild turkey for dinner, and being able to tell the story of how it came to be there. Coworker’s Wife Mentions Hunting To Survive At My Place My coworker’s wife, after feigning outrage that I had “killed” my own turkey (they lived in a gentrified neighborhood in the city), was nevertheless impressed and mentioned that if the world goes to hell in a hand basket, they were coming to my place. I smiled and said in that case we would all just starve together, before…