It wasn’t a big deal.

A wild turkey skittered across the road in front of me the other morning, something that happens with some frequency around here. Every once in a while – usually on a slow news day – we all get treated with the antics of a wild turkey somewhere near Boston.

As commonplace as their presence has become, a remarkable story underlies it.

Wild turkeys, a staple food of the Pilgrims, had become extinct in Massachusetts and Vermont. In the late 1970s, wildlife officials trapped some in neighboring New York state and shipped about 40 to each of the two states.

They were raised and then released, and as a result, they’re all over the place.

Both states still monitor the populations, and the numbers now are in the tens of thousands, a heartening story of restoration.

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