Stay Happy
16 June 2005
Now, I wasn’t actually there. Rather, if I was there, I was too young to understand or remember what happened. But it is one of those stories that become family legends. We were to repaint the chicken coop with leftover paint, and pink was the lucky color. There was some grumbling and some complaining among us kids, and the next thing we knew a live chicken had a long swipe of pink down her back. Which is a funny thing, if you had never seen a pink chicken. “Stay happy, paint chickens” became the summer motto and was inscribed onto the back of the coop, still there to keep the legend alive.