Saturday, March 18, 2006
The Turkey war
Once upon a time my father and two of my brothers worked for a man who grew turkeys.They like this job because it gave them the freedom to be in the great out doors and they were not constantly under some boss's thumb. One August it became necessary to move a flock of turkeys to another farm.The tempture in the day light hours was about 110 degrees.The plan was formed that they would move the birds starting 12 o'clock at night so as to spare the turkeys the heat as much as they could. They had several drivers and each truck pulled a trailer that contained about 200 turkeys. The last load was in the trailer and a young man named Tim pulled his load on the road followed by my brother who had a load of dead turkeys that would have to be disposed off. All the loads passed our small town. Our town is built on a Square Or small park with the store fronts across the street in a square also. State high way 62 passes by the square. It was necessary to get the turkeys to their new home as soon as possible or they would die from the heat.Tim is going passed the square a tad over the speed limit after all it is 2 in morning and our town is a one horse town . Tim thought the horse was asleep. The local cop throwed his light on Tim and pulled him over.My brother who is hauling the dead turkeys pulls over also. brother explains about turkeys and heat and the need for haste. The cop is having none of it and declares that he is going to take the drivers to jail.Clayton decides it time to call in the boss. He calls and wakes Billy Bob and explains the sistuation. Soon Billy Bob arrives and things go from bad to worse. Billy bob is standing in the street crying, curseing and more or less losing control.Never one to let things cool down my brother has told Billy bob that all the turkeys in his trailer have died while the Officer is holding them on the road! Also if Tim is not allowed to continue his trip all his turkeys will die also. Billy Bob calls the Mayor out to the scene. So here we have the mayor, the cop, Billy Bob, Two loads of turkeys one load dead and one load of very hot turkeys. The mayor is trying to find a way out of this problem. My brother ask Billy Bob what do you want me to do? Billy Bob says pull that dead load over to the square and unload on the grass.Brother starts to do that very thing. The Mayor runs over to Clayton shouting Stop! Soon it will be daylight and the town will open for business with a pile of stinking dead turkeys at their door.Brother says Billy Bob is the boss, if he says unload,I will unload. Plop another turkey hit the green . Mayor decides that it is best if the Turkeys and the workers continue on their journey and Billy Bob and he can decide what to do after the load is gone. Brother loads up the dead birds and they make their escape. How this war was settled we never knew but we suspect that the town bought a load of dead turkeys that hot August morning.
1 comment:
Helen, I was not really upset about the story. I hope I did not worry you. It was sad when I thought about...Dad, Rich, Clayton, and the author all being "out of the picture" so to speak. Post all the old stories from Patsy's blog you want to as i do love them. I surely had forgotten what a story teller she was...If Richard had ever gotten computer savvy we would really have some olden yore...but he would have posted the same story 100s of times over the years.
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