
Driving down Creek Road this evening, I saw something head of me in the road. As I got closer, I thought it might be a turtle and just about that time, a car coming from the opposite direction was stopping.
John Volpe jumped out of the car and scooped up the snapping turtle and carried it over to the side of the road.
Volpe then called his father and told him about the turtle, which he said had a slight deformity in its shell and might be a female.
He told his dad his location and said he would wait for him.
Volpe explained to me that he and his father often rescue turtles. He said they would take the turtle home, ensure she (or he) is healthy. If healthy, and a female, they would hold her until she laid her eggs, then release her back into the wild, then raise the babies.
"Turtles mean a lot to us," Volpe said, who is Native American.
When his father arrived, Mary Volpe jumped out of the minivan and grabbed the turtle's shell from behind and carried it over to a plastic carry-all.



The Volpes were brave to tackle a snapper. One that size could easily nip off a finger or a chunk of flesh. Thanks to the Volpes for rescuing her!