Why did the Turkey cross the road?

Why did the Turkey cross the Road?

A: To PROVE he wasn’t CHICKEN!

During the laying of the original cement for the road in the 1920's a bunch of mischievous wild turkeys apparently decided that fresh cement was just too tempting to leave undisturbed, making this little spot on the Mother Road a sort of turkey walk of fame with their footprints permanently embedded in it. lol

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