I caught myself singing out loud in a crowded auditorium this weekend when the Harlem Gospel Choir came to town.
The performance was amazing and was the perfect cap to a great, yet odd weekend that had me attending my very first turkey calling contest.
I can’t believe I’m saying it, but I definitely prefer duck calling contests to turkey calling contests.
First of all, it’s hard to watch a man act like a turkey (the head jerking, the odd walk, the rustling of leaves) and not laugh. Especially when the rest of the crowd is all serious acting.
I watched only a few contestants before heading outside to the 3D pop-up archery contest. I instantly felt like I was on steadier ground. I even met two guys from my hometown who are related to my cousin’s wife. Small world (OK, my hometown is only an hour-and-a-half away so it’s not much of a shocker).
Overall, it was an odd weekend and busy with a memorial for a former co-worker, local children’s events and a visit to a local wildlife management area.
Memos for Me 