By Bret Baker
Pine Knot News Outdoors
Folsom Prison turkeys
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Hannah Baker is ready for the hunt.
Johnny Cash startled me awake. My eyes tried to adjust to the ray of light pouring onto the ceiling. Sometime during the night, my phone had fallen halfway under the bed, adding to my confusion. "I bet there's rich folks eatin' in a fancy dining car ...." My mind searched for order and meaning. "They're probably drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars ...." My hands fumbled to silence Mr. Cash. 3:55 in the morning. Late April. "But I know I had it comin' I know I can't be free." In an instant, everything snapped into focus. My daughter Hannah and I had a date with a flock of turkeys.
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