One of my childhood friends is known to our family as the "Legend". We hunted, trapped and fished together. He was welcome in our home and would come and go as if he was one of my brothers. John had a mischievous nature about him and often was in trouble or at the very least, was suspected of doing ill-behaved or destructive stunts. Any time something happened around town it was usually blamed on or attributed to him. Whether it was a farmers watering tank being shot full of holes or a dead and rotting frog being put on a neighbors bike seat, he was the suspect. I believed this to be unfair. I don't believe he was responsible for more than say 50% of these devilish pranks!
I went to his house one morning and he was at the barn shooting a bow and arrow at a target. I walked up and he said " watch this ". He pointed that bow almost straight up in the air and let loose the arrow. It was a majestic flight, high in the air and then arching down toward the stream behind his house. That arrow, like a laser guided missile, struck and pinned a hen chicken to the ground, killing her almost instantly. I couldn't believe my eyes. Did he really make that shot? It was close to 75 or 100 yards down to the stream.

Know one would believe me if I told them about this shot! But this time there was another witness. John's mother had seen it too. She stormed from the back of the house and yelled at John to get that chicken and get it cleaned. She also said, "you know I depend on those hens for eggs! She looked at me and I knew I was in trouble also. Guilt by association. She told me to go home, but come back for supper. I waited all day for her to tell my parents. When that didn't happen I thought she would let us have it at supper. I tried to think of ways I could make her know that I had almost nothing to do with it. She never said another word to me about it. Aside from his brother during the saying of Blessing, thanking God and bother John for providing supper, I never heard another thing about it.

John's mother was a wonderful lady raising a large family, mostly by herself. I met her husband but only after he was quite sick and shortly before he passed away. She was a great cook. "John's" chicken was served as chicken and noodles that night. Chicken with homemade noodles will be on my list of things to make someday. But for this meal I made
Roasted Chicken and Noodle Soup. The recipe came from the
My Recipes web site and featured leftover roasted chicken. Or in my case, a rotisserie chicken from the grocery store. I have made this soup a couple of times recently, because of the ease of making and the taste. This is really a good soup.
Check out this recipe on the
My Recipes web site. Or choose another recipe. I have enjoyed recipes from this site many times over the years.
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