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Wring their necks Daddy!
Having been raised in the small community of Caesar, MS, wringing a chicken's neck was no big chore for me. Every Sunday morning about 7, my mother would say, "son, you and Shep go catch a hen and wring her neck. We're having chicken for dinner today". Shep and I would go to the backyard where the chickens congregated waiting for something to eat, I would point out to Shep the lucky hen scheduled for Sunday dinner, and Shep would run her down for me. I would then wring her neck and place her under a tub to keep her from flouncing all over the yard. It was no big deal for me as a youngster to wring a chicken's neck but I wouldn't want to do it now.
Several years ago when my children were small we lived in a small town called Denham Springs, LA about 10 miles east of Baton Rouge. The subdivision in which we lived had one street and our house at the time was the last house on the block. The lots were 50 by 150 feet, not big enough to run a herd of cattle on but large enough to have a few chickens if you so desired. Most of the people living there were from the country as I was and didn't mind if a family had a couple of chickens roaming their yard.
We attended a small Church not far from where we lived and so did a family from Walker, LA, which is a suburb of Denham Springs. Of course, the folks living in Walker would probably dispute this statement but what do they know. Brother George, as we called the husband was a farmer, having cattle, hogs, chickens, dogs, cats, and you name it. One Sunday morning my kids came running up to me saying, "Brother George wants to give us 4 chickens. Can we have them dad, can we have them". In a weak moment I consented. I told them we would build a small fenced yard in the back and then go get the chicks. After a few day of procrastinating I finally got a small chicken yard constructed. We drove out to Brother George's farm and he gave us 4 tiny Bantam chicks, sex unknown.
As time passed, these chicks blossomed into full-grown roosters. I had mentioned to my wife in the earshot of the kids that when these roosters get grown I plan to wring their necks. She agreed, having been raised in the country herself and being able to fry up a mean batch of chicken.
For some reason, roosters begin crowing at daybreak. These roosters were no exception. Everyday when I would come in from work the kids would meet me at the truck and ask, "can we ring their necks today dad"? You will notice here the word "ring"! It never occurred to me that my kids didn't know what it meant to "wring" a chicken's neck. After all, my kids had Mississippi blood in their veins! One Sunday morning after Church we were standing outside the building talking with our next-door neighbor when the subject of our roosters came up. I said, "You know, them roosters start crowing at 5 every morning". The lady of the house immediately said "4 o'clock". It was then that I knew it was time to wrings the chicken's necks.
The kids waited anxiously the next day for me to come home from work. As soon as I drove up into the driveway they were at my truck asking "can we ring their necks now dad"? I said, "Go tell your mom to put on some water to heat". They couldn't wait they were so anxious, I guess thinking that I was going to put some kind of ring around their pets neck. I walked back to the pen, reached in and grabbed the first rooster I could get hold of by the neck, and pretended that I was cranking the ole Farmall tractor back on the farm. When the neck snapped I put him under a tub and started back to the pen. That is when I knew that my kids didn't know what was going to take place. My kids were in different postures on the ground crying, I looked at the back window and my wife was crying. The other three roosters were taken back to Brother George that evening.
Down at the end of Kline Street in Denham Springs there is a small grave at the back of the lot where we use to live. We had a short funeral and placed a small cross at the head of the grave. I can still see the look on my kids face when they realized there is a difference between ring and wring!
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LOL! Too cute, good writing
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