It started with a simple text message: “3 p.m. Barr Street.” The message came from my friend Kevin Bolton, with whom I went ...
Daylight had barely broken, and the gobbler was answering every one of my yelps and clucks. He was moving closer, too. Decked in full camo and secreted in a hidey-hole inside a tangle of lote and ...
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