The Dictionary
The dictionary is one of my most favorite books. Most of the time we only pick it up to find the meaning of a word, or confirm the spelling. I discovered some years ago that it is a deeply satisfying read!
Just today, I was thumbing through the dictionary… and this time I actually was trying to find the meaning of a word. It was a “C” word… c-h-a… c-h-e— c-h-i… “What’s this? Chicken: a common domestic fowl; its flesh used as food. Memories came rushing back to me.
Six Hundred South 13th Street, Rocky Ford, Colorado: My first home. We lived next door to Doc Keck and his beautiful bride whom I affectionately called “Kecks.” This couple was like grandparents to me. He was a retired veterinarian and raised chickens in a coop in his back yard. Tom and I used to go over to their place and Doc would let us collect eggs from the hen house.
Tom was a gifted egg-plucker. He could slowly sidle up to the nests, look those chickens in the eye, and just talk his way underneath those hens. His voice just