nothing like a warm spring sunrise with some birds around. reminds me of hunting with the old man. he never got a turkey. of course turkeys were almost unheard of around here in the 50's-70's. we used to pile into the willys and head back the mountain at oh-dark-30 and usually be in the bar by 11.
dillonbuck probably knows where Shortys was. it was our regular stop.
