Great story! I remember my grandmother doing the same thing with us helping her pluck the feathers off the chicken! It was indeed an intricate process!
Great story. I remember my mother doing the same thing with our chickens. I remember us butchering hogs and about the only thing we lost was the squeal. My grandkids would die. I remember the kidnapping and murder of Mr. Aubrey like it was yesterday. It was very sad for our community. Hard to understand.
Great story! I remember my grandmother doing the same thing with us helping her pluck the feathers off the chicken! It was indeed an intricate process!
Great story. I remember my mother doing the same thing with our chickens. I remember us butchering hogs and about the only thing we lost was the squeal. My grandkids would die. I remember the kidnapping and murder of Mr. Aubrey like it was yesterday. It was very sad for our community. Hard to understand.
Evokes many memories of cajun life “back in the day”.