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“Do you know when I had my last tetanus shot?”

You probably know the basics of Thanksgiving: Pilgrims, Native Americans, 1600s, harvest. But can you claim to be a true Thanksgiving aficionado? Take my quiz and find out. (Answers are

I would be perfect for the job.

The noise is driving me insane, and it’s not even loud — not in the traditional sense of decibels, in any event.

Winter doesn’t officially begin until Dec. 21 this year. And, yet, as we so well know in Nebraska, Mother Nature doesn’t bother with a calendar.

Autumn leaves on your property create a quick leaf compost for vegetable garden and can be used as chicken run mulch.

As a child, 8 or 9 years old, i wanted to be a minister. i wanted to preach the gospel. from time to time, to help with my brothers and sisters and cousins, we would get all of our chickens together in the chicken yard, together here in this room. and the chickens would gather in the chicken yard. but my brothers and sisters and cousins, and i would start preaching to the chickens. some of the chickens would shake their head. they never quite said amen. but they tended to listen to me much bette...

But at an 8-year-old child, i wanted to be a minister. i wanted to preach the gospel. santa claus brought me a bible. from time to time with the help of my sisters and cousins, we would gather all of our chickens together in the chicken yard, as youre gathered here in this room. and the chickens would gather in the chicken yard but my brothers and sisters and cousins would go outside around the chicken yard and i would start speaking, preaching to the chickens. and when i look back on it, some o...

>> yeah, they thought i was going to become a minister. people in the community call me boy preacher. i was preaching all the time. but i must tell you, much earlier, when i was only 7, 8, 9 years old on the farm was my responsibility to care for the chickens to raise the chickens. and we describe in this book -- as a little boy, i would gather all of our chickens together in the chicken yard. and my cousins and brothers and sisters were on the outside of the chicken yard. >> those are lucky chi...

Earlier, when i was only 7, 8, 9 years old on the farm was my responsibility to care for the chickens to raise the chickens. and we describe in this book -- as a little boy, i would gather all of our chickens together in the chicken yard. and my cousins and brothers and sisters were on the outside of the chicken yard. but they helped make were the congregation. >> those are lucky chickens. >> i would start speaking, preaching. when i look back, the chickens were bowing their heads. some of the -...