One story I heard had it that until the settlers started shooting them down, they were fairly tame - used to bows and arrows, maybe, but not muskets.

There's a turkey book whose title escapes me which has a picture of a nesting turkey on the cover. Nesting up in the branches of a tree (which is logical, when you remember wild turkeys aren't the beefed up tubs of meat that domestic turkeys are, and can fly short distances.)