Feral Chickens and Chickens in Fair Oaks
By Elizabeth Weintraub Sacramento Broker, Put 40 years of experience to work for you
(Elizabeth Anne Weintraub, Broker)
One of the first jobs my mother held as a teenager, besides serving ice cream at Bridgemann's, was that of a chicken plucker at a chicken factory in Saint Paul. The chickens would come down the assembly line with their broken necks and feet still attached, while factory workers would grab them and furiously pull out their down and feathers. Total yuck. I have no idea how it is done today, and I imagine the chicken factories are completely automated now, if they are even still in business. My mother's chicken plucking days were in the 1940s. In Fair Oaks, California, we have many chickens running around but nobody tries to grab them and shove the birds into a deep fryer. At least not that I know about. However, the feral chickens who live in Fair Oaks are nowhere near the numbers of wild...
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