Chicken Poop for the Soul Story #1 Gramps

Chicken Poop Story #1

Gramps

It was a dark and stormy night. Gramps lay on his bed, deathly ill from acute dryrot. Grieving for him, during TV commercial breaks I would visit him in his room. Not dwelling on his own condition, he would turn his grizzled head to me, and tell me inspiring stories about his hardscrabble life as a fisherman, made all the more difficult due to the fact that he lived in Kansas. Aspiring to leave these cruel fishing fields, he joined the Army just in time to fight in

the Coffee wars of 1936. Suffering a grievous head wound while leading a charge in the battle of Mocha Grande, he still found the stamina and will to run for and win a seat in Congress, despite the fact that his left cranium had been replaced with a small shrubbery. My troubles seemed puny in comparison to his suffering and triumphs. I nodded to him with a brave smile and thumbs up, knowing that I too could behave like I had half a brain. I gently patted him on the shoulder to reassure him of my love and confidence, and then his head fell off.



		Chicken Poop Story #1 Gramps

	It was a dark and stormy night. Gramps lay on his bed, deathly ill from acute dryrot. Grieving for him, during TV commercial breaks I would visit him in his room. Not dwelling on his own condition, he would turn his grizzled head to me, and tell me inspiring stories about his hardscrabble life as a fisherman, made all the more difficult due to the fact that he lived in Kansas. Aspiring to leave these cruel fishing fields, he joined the Army just in time to fight in



the Coffee wars of 1936. Suffering a grievous head wound while leading a charge in the battle of Mocha Grande, he still found the stamina and will to run for and win a seat in Congress, despite the fact that his left cranium had been replaced with a small shrubbery. My troubles seemed puny in comparison to his suffering and triumphs. I nodded to him with a brave smile and thumbs up, knowing that I too could behave like I had half a brain. I gently patted him on the shoulder to reassure him of my love and confidence, and then his head fell off.