Well,my youngest is a turkey hunter,sort of.We went out yesterdat pm to one of our hot spots,and we managed to bag a nice jake.We where there for about two hours and hadn't seen or heard a thing then a hen started a fight with me,she and her friend got within 30 yards before deciding that the decoys where not worth the effort.I told my son that if there are any male birds around,they should be coming by soon to see what all the cutting and yelping was about. Sure enough about 10 mins later,I was watching west and my son goes"Dad Dad Dad" and his eyes get to the size of silver dollars,about 8 jakes are 30 yards behind me.I slowly turned my head,and as all of you turkey hunters know,that was a mistake.Those birds got real birdy.I slowly gave them a soft purr cluck,and that all it took for those hot young studs to think that there might be a hen wanting their hot bodies.They lined up and walked right to us.Now, he can only kill toms from here on out,thats are rule,first bird can be anything with a beard second bird must be a tom.Any way,Dad is very proud and son is sleeping in today.