The Chicken Lady

I must confess that I am irreparably country. Even though we now live in the city of Fort Worth, I have instilled some country in my son Jeremy, causing him to have a flock of chickens. I was helping him Friday past by giving final rites to his old hens when out spun a story…I just couldn’t help it! And Jeremy patiently listened as if I was telling him how to survive an atomic blast. I am now…