Upon hearing this potentially
bad news, this caused us to look
at each other in fear, thinking
they were up to no good. Just
as we rushed outside to take
a look the pair of feathered
larger-than-life turkey trotting
thieves drove off in my four-
wheel golf car. I made a 911 call
to report the theft and the law
enforcement officer asked if
this was a joke or a crank call.
George got on the phone to
verify everything was for real
especially the two fake turkey
thieves.
In the meantime, without de-
lay, we get into George’s vehicle
and high tail it down the street
to look for my golf car that runs
slower than a one-speed tricy-
cle. It took fifteen minutes to
catch up to my stolen golf car.
A speed bump slowed it down
rather abruptly causing both
turkey thieves to fall out and
make a hard landing on some
gravel at the side of the road.
Most of their fake handmade
turkey costumes got ripped
off leaving a casual clad young
man and expectant young lady
unhurt and frightened to tears.
Within seconds a police car
pulled up; the officer carried
out a detailed investigation to
find out why they stole the golf
car and left the scene where it
happened. After we were done
the officer asked if he could
speak with me and George
privately. He appeared sad-
dened and passive. We moved
to a quiet area. This is what he
found out:
Jane the expectant wife and
Edward Smith the unemployed
husband were struggling to
make ends meet financially
after Edward lost his Office
Manager’s job three months
ago due to company downsiz-
ing. The baby was due in early
November. With Thanksgiving
right around the corner, they
made plans as skilled bow and
arrow archers to hunt for a wild
turkey after securing a valid
hunting license. Unfortunately,
things did not turn out well.
Their older car broke down
two miles from the wild tur-
key hunting area; neither one
possessed a cell phone to call
for help.
Given their appearance and
anticipated wild turkey hunt
Edward and Jane were deter-
mined not to give up but con-
tinued on foot to reach their
hunting destination. As it were
Jane developed unusual pains
thinking it might be the pre-
mature birth of her infant as
happened to her nearly a year
ago to the day, unfortunately,
the infant did not survive.
As the urgent situation lessened
Jane was no longer in pain
but quite exhausted. Edward
spotted two homes facing each
other on a rural street. They
quickly hid behind a bush in
the front yard of a yellow brick
home with a golf car parked on
the driveway.
To make certain Jane was not
about to have a miscarriage,
Edward and Jane quickly bor-
rowed my golf car and headed
for the nearest hospital. That’s
when George entered the scene.
Need I go any further? Let’s get
back to our private talk with the
officer.
After hearing of their unfortu-
nate circumstances I told the
officer I was willing to let the
couple go without any charges
being laid and call it a day.
He agreed and left after a few
handshakes and hugs. Jane was
feeling fit as a fiddle and no
harm was done.
I called Florence to explain the
situation and the first thing she
said was to bring them home
and invite them to stay with
us as our guests for a few days
including Thanksgiving Day.
We have plenty of turkeys and
maybe you can hire Edward (if
qualified) to replace Frank your
current Office Manager who is
retiring next week. It would be
wonderful to celebrate Thanks-
giving and give thanks for the
food and blessings we receive.
They accepted gratefully and
humbly. Edward was hired
after a successful interview.
Footnote: On Thanksgiving
Day, shortly after our scrump-
tious Turkey feast had con-
cluded, Jane, with help from
Florence a licensed midwife,
gave birth to a beautiful sev-
en-pound healthy boy. Guess
what, Edward and Jane decided
to name their new son Ray-
mond George Martin. Wasn’t
that the icing on a pumpkin
pie? P.S. Happy Thanksgiving
Day to all and to all a good
night!
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