Henderson
Golden Chicken
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I've done the same song and dance for the past five years. I start the spring by announcing that this is going to be my last crop, my last batch of chicks, my last full season as a farmer because I'm going to retire. But I'm never really ready to let it go. Winter thaws and it's time to plant my last crop - again. I'm not a spry young man anymore, but I suspect the call of spring will get to me again next year. How do you envision retirement? Do you think you'll ever get there?