You say a cool down!!---it will only be 88 today!

 TERRY

Terry is the same as she reads the paper as I write.  Really nothing new to write about.  Yesterday she did NOT walk into the living room but that happens some days.  Like I say, we will take it one day at a time.

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It is very easy to see WHY the pool needs repair!  It was drained yesterday and they will come today to repair it.  I am hoping they do not have to chip away too much of the inside lining.  It looks that it only goes down a couple of feet or so BUT we will see as they start to repair.  Maybe it will be ready for use by Thursday or Friday.  I think it would help this right foot that is hurt.  

There is nothing planned today.  Sonia will arrive at 9:00 and be here for two hours so a meal will be made.  I am thinking Terry will be finished with the paper in a little while and then it will be TV.  I will encourage her to walk a bit more today.  

I may venture over to the tennis courts this morning for a time.  I have not been over there for a long time, I would say maybe 3 weeks.  Of course it is no fun to be watching as that is not in my DNA.  As I look at the court schedule now they are no always busy.  There are 6 courts and three times in the morning so that means there could be 18 matches but for the most part now there are maybe 12 or so each morning.  It seems that 9:00 is still usually filled but 7:30 and 10:30 usually have 2 or 3 courts open.  I almost think I could go over there and practice my serve BUT really I do not want to chance hurting my foot again so will hold off on that.

As I sit here in almost mid May I recall what happened in May in the early 50s on the farm.  So here goes, the story of the chickens!

It all started in the back seat of Fritz, the mailman's, car.  As he would drive into the yard we would all run out with excitement as we knew the baby chicks

were arriving in a big box of 100.  At the time they were so cut but as we all know they grow and then mess up the yard but end up on the table in a delicious meal.  We would have their home all ready for them.  It was in the granary.  It would be set up in the SW corner room which was perhaps the One room that did not have a leaky roof. 

In that SW room would be a tent like heater to keep them warm.

Ours was not so fancy but pretty much like this.

Of course they had to have water all the time.

and feed all the time.

This would all take place in May.  Then later in the summer there would be a time to butcher all of them and we could have "spring chicken" as we called it.  Mom always froze some so we could have a special treat like this picture on January 27th.

You can see that Dad loves it, Larry and I are into the meal big time and Mom has this proud face on as if loves to serve a delicious meal to Dad and us.  There were times Dad allowed me to have my best friend Larry over on my birthday!  

So ends the chicken story.  From the back seat of Fritz's car to our kitchen table it was one journey that sticks in my mind as a "wonderful life".

So the FP is finished and NO Dakota Attitude today.