November 23, 2011 Turkey Farm

(Apologies to peoples of the world - here is yet another American holiday.)



Before I was born, my aunt (my mother's oldest sister) and uncle owned a turkey farm. During the holidays, customers (pictured above) would come and pick out their turkey. My aunt, uncle, mom and other relatives would "dress" (pluck the feathers and all that) the turkeys and prepare them for the customers.

This photo was taken by the local newspaper photographer for a newspaper feature on the turkey farm. This was probably the mid 1950's.

My uncle immigrated from the Azores as a teenager. He had only a few dollars in his pocket. He obtained some kind of menial job. He saved what he could and used the money to buy a few turkey chicks. He raised the turkeys and sold them. He used the profit to buy twice as many chicks the next year, and so on, until he had a full-fledged farm.

When he felt he was making enough money, he went looking for a wife. People in the community told him about my grandmother, a young widow. He went calling. (Imagine having a man knock on your door to see if you would marry him when you'd never even met him before!)

She turned him down. She wasn't interested in marrying again. However, my aunt saw a good prospect and spoke up saying that she was available and interested. And so began a love story.

My uncle went looking for a widow with children and ended up with a much younger, beautiful, virgin bride. They lived happily together for more than 25 years.

He was my favorite uncle and my Godfather. I have his old-fashioned, hand-painted-on-curved-glass portrait hanging near my bed.

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That is wonderful, CaliMama. What a neat piece of personal history. Thank you for sharing that!

Excellent IotD!

Personal IOTDs are the best IOTDs. Thanks.

fabulous!

Here is Harriet Jones PM the unflappable survivor.

Thats a great story and a wonderful piece of history. Thanks for sharing Calimama.

Very cool, CaliforniaMama! And love the pic.

When our firstborn was in daycare, she had an Indian lady taking care of her in her own home. We met the entire family, and they were very nice. Their marriage was an arranged one, and they genuinely loved each other. You could see it in the way they talked to one another and talked about themselves. They showed us their wedding pictures and talked about their arranged marriage about 15 years earlier. They said that they learned to love each other after being matched up by their parents. It was pretty neat.

Griff, is that your turkey? It's really cool looking!

Ya know, I miss the Muscovy Duck that used to hang around the river. In fact, I miss all the white ducks too. I don't know where they all went, but one by one they disappeared.

Yeah, she's a Royal Palm. Nice bird.

Seems like it would be pretty easy to catch an unflappable bird. Drumsticks, baby!

What a nice Thanksgiving tale (except for the turkeys...) Thanks for sharing.

Was the turkey farm in the Central Valley? I am in San Joaquin County, and we have quite a few turkey farms in the area.

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Originally Posted by CaliforniaMama My uncle went looking for a widow with children and ended up with a much younger, beautiful, virgin bride.

The Azores were the best place I've ever visited. What a great story! Thanks for sharing that.

Nice story indeed.

There was a turkey farm up the road from me. We used to deer hunt (archery) next to it. There were always feathers everywhere. The farm had about 8,000 turkeys. They all roamed around in the fields and ate from a really long metal trough. We have lightning storms about once every two years here. They usually consist of about 5 bolts and that's it. The next year we arrived to hunt and there were no turkeys, lots of feathers, but no turkeys. We asked the guy where they were and he told us a bolt of lightning hit their trough. It killed about 85% of them so the guy threw in the towel. Really sad. Free range turkeys.. They aren't very common anymore.

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Originally Posted by Griff Yeah, she's a Royal Palm. Nice bird.

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Originally Posted by hipshot What a nice Thanksgiving tale (except for the turkeys...) Thanks for sharing. Was the turkey farm in the Central Valley? I am in San Joaquin County, and we have quite a few turkey farms in the area.

I'd like to get a little free range flock going. Pen raising turkeys makes for a lot of concentrated poo. Cool story Calimama it was a different time, even the turkeys were different no broad-breasted white there. The modern industrial turkey is a marvel putting on like 25-30 lbs from July to Thanksgiving, but the disease potential is pretty high.

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Originally Posted by aero geek Am I the only one that finds that statement a bit creepy?

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Originally Posted by Griff I'd like to get a little free range flock going. Pen raising turkeys makes for a lot of concentrated poo. Cool story Calimama it was a different time, even the turkeys were different no broad-breasted white there. The modern industrial turkey is a marvel putting on like 25-30 lbs from July to Thanksgiving, but the disease potential is pretty high.

They grew much more slowly and didn't get terribly big. The birds in your picture look like Bronzes. Harriet Jones, a Royal Palm, is also a traditional breed bird, but less improved. She and the Bronzes are as capable of normal reproduction as the wild turkey they are all descended from. I helped butcher 75 broad-breasted whites at my uncles farm last week. He has been shortening the amount of time they spend on the farm. This year he took delivery of chicks the first week of July and all the birds were big enough to butcher. They seem to grow until their hearts give out, so it is important not to take delivery too early. They need human intervention to reproduce.