Nice tom, memories like that will stick with you! About 10 years ago I was hunting Osceola's and roosted a bird over a cypress pond in similar conditons the evening before. The wind was still stirring pretty good the next day and it had rained during the night. At the first gray of dawn he gobbled, it was still about 15-20 minutes till legal shooting time. I answered with a soft tree call only to hear wings immediately begin flapping. He almost landed in my lap! He touched down only about 15 feet from me. He stood there a few minutes stark still then began to mill around. He never gobbled never clucked or anything. It seemed like eternity before legal time came and I could take the shot. I was hunting with a local warden and when I met him at the truck he let me know I had beaten the time by only 30 seconds!