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I’m pretty sure I was killing chickens before the Colonel got started. But I was grateful he took up some of the load. His bucket idea was a nice touch. All we had was a regular big skillet.
We did a few things the Colonel would never have gotten into. A friend of the family died. He had a small farmette with a few animals and one big black rooster. The guy’s sister asked us if we could go get that rooster so we went out, opened the house door, and waited for RI Red to go inside. Closed the door and took him home for dinner. That was the absolute toughest piece of meat I ever tried to eat. First we fried some. Couldn’t eat it. Boiled some and made dumplings. Had to boil it one more time. We thot about keeping him as a guard bird but no one wanted to get up as early as he did.