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Happy Anniversary, Pal

DRIVING THE LENGTH OF THE Hawkeye Wildlife Area’s south side, I can point to landmarks all along the way and recall successes and failures over the years. They track my growth as a turkey hunter like the pencil marks on the wall record the height of my children.

Hawkeye’s roughly 13,000 nondescript acres of sand, willows, and soft maples straddle a dozen miles

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