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Always Together l Immediately after I rang the doorbell, I heard Lowell’s voice from inside, inviting me to come in. As I stepped into the room, he let out a happy chuckle. “Well, Mother, look what the dog dragged in.” I laughed as he invited me to pull up a chair. It had been a while since I had been over for a visit. Lowell and Lucille were some of my favorite people - good down-to-earth country folk, always positive, and always full of stories. “How are your chickens doing?” Lowell asked. Lowell had raised chickens for as long as I could remember. He was more proficient at it than anyone I knew, having perfected it to a science. “You know,” he said, “it was Lucille’s fault we raised chickens. I didn’t want the disgusting things, but she insisted she would take care of them. But when she got sick, you can guess who got the job!” “Oh, fiddlesticks!” Lucille snorted. “You know darn well you were more attached to those chickens 13