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More on Wild Turkeys |
| Hi Family,
The reason for writing right now is to tell you about going to visit a neighbor .. well not really about visiting the neighbor, although I will include that in the story .. but to tell you about an encounter during the short drive over to the neighbor's home. Remember that I play the role of volunteer community health nurse and am at the beck and call of anyone in my area who needs a health assessment and/or opinion about some health-related issue. One family in particular, a mixed generation family, considers it their sacred responsibility to keep me actively involved in their lives and will call me at almost any time of the day or night and request a home visit. They called this morning at 8 am so away I went with my standard "tools" (stethoscope, BP cuff and OTC magnifying glasses). This morning's neighbor has a gravel driveway that is perhaps a quarter mile long, with field corn growing on the left side of the road and a natural woody-brushy landscape on the right. As my car progressed down the road-driveway, slowly and carefully let me quickly add, a family of wild turkeys appeared suddenly from out of the brush .. a mother turkey with her five half-grown chicks. But theirs was not an orderly, well orchestrated march across the narrow dirt-gravel road this time, but rather a frantic, helter-skelter activity as mother turkey tried to decide which way to lead her chicks. Perhaps the noise of my car tires on the gravel road discombobulated her sense of direction and certainly her dignity; I could see the panic in her eyes as she pleaded with me to stop and remain still. I stayed quiet and watched as she scuffled her family, with much swooping and brushing of the chicks with her wings back into the brush
from whence they had so suddenly appeared .. and then I continued on down the road. Aunt Maureen |
