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In a stand
Deer hunting about 4:30 a.m. sitting up against a tree in the deep woods of Plymouth, mass. 20 years ago I had the bejesus scaid out of me when a large tom took off from above me. He roosted in the tree overnight and must have been pissed when I sat down. I looked up at the first turkey in flight I ever saw and nearly jumped out of my boots. Huge friggin bird...
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