A few years ago, on the spur of the moment the way I make must decisions, I decided to retrace part of historic U.S. Highway 66, the Mother Road, returning from a 12-day stay in Springfield. I had been there to relieve my brother who was caring for our mother. He needed a well deserved break from those duties and headed off on his Harley almost as soon as I hit the front door.

According to a recent news release from the Missouri Department of Conservation, turkey hunters bagged 328 fewer gobblers during the first week of this year’s spring season than they did last year. The good news in this tidbit of information is that 327 other hunters besides me failed to contribute to a turkey fry. The second week was no better, at least for this nimrod.

Just over three weeks from now daylight savings time once again goes into effect. If it seems like we just went off daylight savings time it’s because we did, barely four months ago. That’s all we’re allowed now, four measly months of standard time.