About this time last year, Sandy and I decided we wanted to have a turkey for Thanksgiving. Considering myself to be a real man of the West, it occurred to me that I could save a whole lot of loot by shooting a wild turkey. We would only be out the cost of one .22 caliber bullet. In the neighborhood of a quarter. No sense spending a fortune at the grocery store when I could put a delicious turkey on the table dirt cheap. At the same time, we’d enjoy the additional bonus of doing something dear...