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Papa Ed has been talking to Paige for years about the time when she'd be able to go on her first turkey hunt with him. She was thrilled beyond belief when he called us a few days ago to ask if he could pick her up the next morning! 4 o'clock Friday morning came quickly. She was up, dressed, grabbed a bottle of water and a banana, and headed out the door with a smile on her face! Look, she returned at 8:30am with the same smile, even though they hadn't seen, or heard a thing!
She may not have had a turkey, but what she did have was stories to share from the morning out, as well as her first scratch box turkey call. What happened next was a series of unfortunate miss-es. First, I thought Ed had said that he would be back the next morning for sure. Duane thought that it wasn't a "for sure", but more of a "we'll touch base later". A mis-communication. Later in the day Friday, Duane called Ed's cell phone and left a message to give us a call back, and when we didn't hear from him, we assumed that they would not be going out Saturday morning after all. We got up about 6:30 Saturday morning, turned on Duane's phone, and there were two messages. One at 5am, from Ed, saying that my mom had turned off the alarm when it went off, he had fallen back asleep, and was now running a bit behind. The second call came about a half hour later, saying he was standing outside our house, in the dark, wondering what to do. Turns out that Ed left his phone in the truck and didn't get our message the night before. Missed calls =( He didn't want to call the house phone, or knock on the door and risk waking up the rest of the kids. I sure wish he would have, because when he stopped over later he said that the turkeys were EVERYWHERE!! And of course, he shot a jake.
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