In all my years of seeing/catching June bugs, I had never noticed their little horn till I took this photo this past summer. When we were kids, we would catch them, tie a string to their leg, and then hold on to the string and let them try to fly around our head.
There is a strip pit that is at the edge of nearby 'community.' It has a walking path all the way around it, so Roger and I have went there two or three times to walk. I kept seeing this mockingbird and finally got the change to photograph it a couple weeks ago.