After I began a master s degree in wildlife biology in 1987, an office mate introduced me to the fine art of turkey hunting. He pulled a box call out of his desk drawer and we stepped outside the Stephens Building to practice calling. After listening to his instructions, I sent a few raspy yelps echoing across the courtyard. Immediately, from the direction of the administration building, some kindred spirit answered with a hearty gobble. I knew I was in turkey-hunting country.
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