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February 1939. "Bankhead Farms, Alabama. A homesteader with some of the baby chicks he is raising." Supported by a roadster rather than a rooster. Photo by Arthur Rothstein for the Resettlement Administration. View full size.
I think probably the happiest day of my young life was when my grandpa brought 200 yellow baby chicks home with him from town. My eyes must have been as big as saucers when he opened the box in the cellar and let all the baby chicks out. He had an incubator down in the cellar where they stayed until they were ready to venture out. He said I could hold them and play with them so I was in chick heaven. I'll never forget that.
Looks like a 40 piece box of original recipe.
While my father was abroad making the world (or, at least, the southern portion of the Korean peninsula) safe for democracy , my mother and I lived in a small town that had a hatchery. I remember seeing trucks with stacks of just such cartons, filled with live chicks being mailed or expressed to their new homes. As this photo demonstrates, the shipping boxes could also serve as temporary lodging at the other end of the line.
Now that Railway Express is defunct and the USPS presumably no longer accepts "live" mail, I wonder if FedEx and UPS accommodate such passengers?
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