Car Trip

I was  driving on the Palisades, trying not to go too fast or too slow, keeping with the traffic, veering to the right and left at every curve, when all of a sudden from the east came a long gangly skinny necked bird, bigger than a hubcab, smaller than a house, aiming right at my car, perpendicular to the windshield.  I didn’t even have time to panic,  just prayed the glass would not smash.  Then came the heart sickening thud  as the creature made impact and disappeared.     I barely slowed down, I was so afraid to stop suddenly and cause a pile up.

It was a wild turkey.   It was not the first time I had hit a wild turkey on the highway.  Last time my friend said, why didn’t you bring it home for dinner. 


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