Lucky!

I'm Irish, and usually at this time of year I assess my luck. One of my luckiest moments was when I was 5 and I won two baby chicks in an Easter egg hunt at the local armory. My mom says the other winners' baby chicks died young because they were fed chicken feed, but mine survived to become roosters because we fed them Cheerios.
Here's me with my chicks, Whitey and Lemony.

-- Ruth McNally Barshaw