Every year I have to use this stamp for some family member because of this chick story that has haunted me all of my Easters. I must have been 5 or 6 when my dear sister Lynn and I both got a little chick for Easter. I don't remember what color Lynn's was, but mine was yellow and I named it "Martha Yellow". We had them in the front yard letting them run around and Lynn's started running under the house. I raced over to stop it and unfortunately I stopped it dead in its tracks. I picked it up, laid it on the porch and announced I thought something was wrong with Lynnie's henny. No, kidding, it was dead. We ended up raising "Martha Yellow" together who turned out to be the meanest rooster there ever was. I don't think my family will ever let me live that one down.
Date: Tuesday, April 19, 2011 GMT Views: 313
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