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We see chickens and human beings- 1 human being and several chickens. It's pretty good. It's a lady. No, it's a man named John. He's a farmer, he owns his own ranch and raises chickens. He's early age, like 85. He's 40. No, he's got sons that age! Their grown and gone. They might be around, but not on the ranch. They've got their own families. He has 2 sons. He has 2 daughters and 4 sons. That's what ranches are for- having lots of kids. I think we ought to call him Chicken Dan. He feeds the chickens and they respect him. That's why there are big chickens and little ones. He doesn't have to go to the chickens., they come to him. They waited and found him wherever he goes. It's in Bakersfield, CA. It's spring. It's this year, 1900. There's a lot of roads and stuff. It's Christmas time and they are going to Santa Claus. Amen! He's coming from the North Pole. He's coming from Fresno, either side of highway 99. I see four roosters. There's 5 roosters. I see 2 on the side and 2 on the other side. Chicks are observing the farmer and the roosters are following the chicks to look out for them. The chicks want to be fed, but the roosters don't, they are there to watch out for the chicks. There's some kind of device. You see his mike that plays some part of the chicken rendezvous. He will make his call-the rooster call. The rooster crows early in the morning. It's a muster call for inventory, for the benefit of his master. That's your revelry call; it serves 2 purposes. It happens at 4:30 in the morning. He's a rooster- why else?! I wanna see Sante Claus. I will say, " Hello, Sante Claus!" I would give him a big hug and kiss, 'cuz he's Sante Claus. There are chicken smells, "eww- wee!" Different strokes for different folks. We're not surprised just take it as it comes. This rendezvous … there's 4 distinct roosters and 1,2,3,4…4 distinct hens. They're his regular chickens. It's hot and warm. He opens up the gate to let company in for Thanksgiving dinner; to make it, have it, and eat it! I think Grandma will bake for the church four roosters for Sunday dinner. Ten people will be there. His son and daughter and their families which will amount to 10-11 people in total. He's glad to see them. He will open the gate. He's in a Southern state, Texas or Virginia. He's in West-By-God, Virginia. The church is 10 miles away. He's gonna get them onto the church. That will be good! They will have turkey or ham, they aren't gonna mess with the chickens. They're not gonna cook those chickens. He's not raising them to cook them; he's raising them to sell them. Let's make it Sunday dinner. Sounds good to me! You can hear the piano for the choir. There are cat noises, a couple of cows, and 3-4 pigs. Pigs? I thought she said kids…same difference!
Created by: Sheila, Barbara C., Juanita, Harold, Felicia, Abner, Dee, Almeta (Participants of Alzheimer's Services of the East Bay- Berkeley).
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