September 13, 2018
written 2011… Once upon a time I was a chicken farmer. Within a year of raising these small peeping creatures in a cardboard box with a heat lamp as their ceiling, I turned from chicken farmer to trapper – live trap, of course, but none the less a trapper. My new best friend was a fellow named Floyd – “Floyd the coon man.” Floyd, with his snow white beard reaching his chest, came on property and showed me how to