My Dad lived in Waikoloa village on Francolin place. We were preparing Thanksgiving one year at his place and looked out back on the golf course and saw these Turkeys. We said they must be snickering, but likely had no clue what was going on.
My Dad lived in Waikoloa village on Francolin place. We were preparing Thanksgiving one year at his place and looked out back on the golf course and saw these Turkeys. We said they must be snickering, but likely had no clue what was going on.