You see, Holly’s family raised a flock of chickens, complete with one bad-ass rooster. It seemed he cured my fear of this bird…until we moved in next door to Holly in Iowa. One day my dad brought home his bounty from a hunting trip, and while I was holding the dead pheasant, he told me it was a chicken. Keep in mind, I had no idea what a chicken was, but in my young mind they were the enemy and to be avoided at all costs. I was TERRIFIED of chickens (specifically roosters). My first secret fear, chickens, began when I was a toddler in North Carolina. It was for all these reasons that I made her new home, Salt Lake City, the next stop on my road trip. A year ago Holly found me on Facebook…and yes, the magic that made our childhood friendship so special was still there. She went on to become an Aviculturist and I lost track of the different places she moved as her career progressed. The last time I saw her was when she was working at the International Crane Foundation in Baraboo, Wisconsin. This was simply a byproduct of living in different places and first becoming self-absorbed teenagers and then becoming young adults consumed with the pressures of finding our place in the modern day world (if you haven’t noticed, I’m still stuck in this phase!). However as time went on, Holly and I talked to each other less and less, until we finally completely lost touch. For years after I moved away in the 3 rd grade our families continued to vacation together in Northern Wisconsin. My memories of Holly range from dressing in costumes and charging a nickel for the grown-ups to watch us perform dance routines, to eating her mom’s home-made jumbo pretzels, to wearing matching halter-tops made by my mom, to sitting in the tree in my front yard and arguing about whose dad was stronger (I still think my dad wins).īlake & Holly toasting with the last of the traveling bottle of wine ![]() ![]() We were the exact same age, so it was a given that we were going to become best friends. ![]() We met when I was 4 years old and my family moved in next door to her family in Bettendorf, Iowa.
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