Draft Dodger Rag – YouTube
Oh, I'm just a typical American boy from a typical American town
I believe in God and Senator Dodd and a-keepin' old Castro down
And when it came my time to serve I knew "better dead than red"
But when I got to my old draft board, buddy, this is what I said:
Sarge, I'm only eighteen, I got a ruptured spleen
And I always carry a purse
I got eyes like a bat, and my feet are flat, and my asthma's getting worse
Yes, think of my career, my sweetheart dear, and my poor old invalid aunt
Besides, I ain't no fool, I'm a-goin' to school
And I'm working in a DEE-fense plant
Tough times for turkeys, and don’t expect that to change anytime soon
"It’s pretty common knowledge among the turkey-hunting fraternity that in New York, as well as several other states, the “good old days” are no longer."
"And those days, when turkey numbers were at their zenith and it seemed like we always had gobbling longboards to play with, weren’t really so long ago. In the late 1990s and early 2000s, turkey numbers were at their highest, and it was a rare spring morning when we didn’t have some talkative toms to keep our adrenaline running."
"Not so these days. Last spring’s harvest in New York was the lowest since the early 1990s, and with back-to-back years of poor turkey production (a product of lousy weather during the nesting and brood-rearing periods), things aren’t likely to get better any time soon. Sure, we’ll still be out there, and about 20,000 toms will be tagged this spring – maybe fewer. But it’s clear turkey hunting isn’t nearly what it once was in New York state."