"I was thinking about the quilt square under your hand," MeeMa said, still amused.
"Are those turkeys?" Ryan asked, studing the picture.
"Yes. Those are turkeys and they are on a turkey drive," MeeMa said. "You've heard of cattle drives, but could you imagine
trying to herd a bunch of long, floppy-necked turkeys anywhere? When my friends and I were told this story, we knew
it had to be included on our quilt. Partly because it is history but mostly because it's so funny!"
"Where did they take the turkeys, MeeMa?" Ryan wanted to know.
"Well, Mr. Clyde A. Mast would buy turkeys from the local farmers right before Thanksgiving and then herd them all the
way to Tennessee to sell. Sometimes, he had as many as six hundred! Someone had to walk in front and every now and then,
drop a little corn for them to eat. A couple of men walked on either side, to keep them going in the right direction,
and a wagon usually brought up the rear."
"Why did they take a wagon?" asked Ryan. "Why didn't they ride a horse?"
"The wagon carried food for both men and turkeys," MeeMa said, amused. "It was a long, cold trip to Tennessee and
if a turkey got tired, it got to ride in the wagon until it was rested."
Ryan began to laugh. He could imagine that must have been to see! Giving a turkey a ride!