In honor of the upcoming holiday, I will share a tale of turkey that occured in Medford, Oregon about 16 years ago.
Our friends from church lived on a farm and they agreed to raise a turkey for us if we would supply the feed. We agreed and the turkey was purchased and fed natural corn and all the organic stuff that turkeys love to eat. Our turkey was healthy, free range and a good size bird in time for Thanksgiving dinner.
Dan, our friend, invited the boys to come on over and pick it up the day before the big event so Scott, my dad and brother-in-law all jumped in the car and headed for the Tillotson homestead.
They arrived and Dan took them out to the back forty. There was our turkey out in the barnyard alive and well. The fearsome three did not know what they had gotten themselves into.
My dad had done his share of butchering fowl when he lived on a farm, but it had been a long time. Dan handed him the axe. Dad noticed the axe was a bit dull so he took a swing and rendered the bird unconscious and then decapitated the tom and proceeded to pull out all the feathers. Scott and Russ stood back totally speechless as the scene played out in front of them.
Needless to say it was a traumatic experience for our city guys and they did not enjoy the butchering process in the least. Scott decided then and there that the new Roderick tradition was to go to an organic grocery store and purchase the poultry all ready to be placed in the oven.
I do have to say that bird was the fattest and tastiest turkey that was ever placed in a Roderick mouth and the best ever trimmings.
Have a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving from all us city Roderick's.
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