So, I'm at the 4-H grounds last night and I'm walking through the poultry barn, when I here this faint sound ... "hey Mr., have you seen my cousin?" I look around and there is no one standing there. I hear it again ... "hey there Mr., have you seen my cousin?". I look around again, look down and there is this turkey staring at me. I swear to God, the turkey said "yea it's me ... I asked, have you seen my cousin? He escaped on a farm in the Fremont area. He's been gone for over a year now and I'm hoping to find him this year at the fair." I looked at him and said "yep I've seen him. His tail is on my buddy's wall. I won't give you his name, but he goes by JL" The bird looked up at me with a small tear rolling down his cheek and said "I swear on all that is Holy that the Great Turkey in the sky shall come down with vengeance and strike down this JL creature and his soul shall rot and be pecked at by 10,000 innocent 4-H birds from now until eternity." I promised the bird that I would spread the word to look for this JL thing. Here is one sad and dejected turkey who simply misses his cousin.