As I walked back from my prison job at the library, I overheard two men arguing about which restaurant had the best drive thru fried chicken. One man in his 60’s insisted “Kentucky Fried Chicken” had the best fried chicken, and the other gentleman, in his 20’s, insisted “KFC” was superior. Neither man realized they were both referring to the same restaurant. Indeed, based on the restaurants unchanged “secret” 7 herbs and spices recipe, the were actually referring to the very same fried chicken. Nonetheless, the fiercely contested debate lasted around four hours, and spanned the evening meal –a very tasty hotdog served with a white substance, possibly Cole slaw, with a glass of water. Around lights out, it dawned on me the reason for the impasse was the prisoner in his sixties had been in almost 31 years, and still had 8 to go, and therefore when he was on the street the restaurant was called “Kentucky Fried Chicken.” He clearly was not aware of the revamping of the name. On the other hand, the younger man in his 20’s was either not yet born or was too young to remember the original name; he only knows the initials. #prisondivides #KFC #itsstillnotbetterthanmymommas
Hello Dan, happy thanksgiving…..love and miss you.
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Hey Sir – your post seem like you’re making the best out of a bad situation. That’s what I remember about you from training.
Can we send you stuff? If so, how and what do you need? Are you allowed visitors? And would you welcome any? I’m sorry to publicly display my ignorance, but I do want to let you know that I think of you often and enjoy reading.
Hang in there!
Best,
Charlie
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Dan. You were on my mind and I hope all is going well. Reach out when you can. Stay safe
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Dan, we’re s always keeping you in our thoughts and prayers. Your resilience in a situation like this is evidence of beliefs. If you need anything, let us know.
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I like both KFC and Kentucky Fried chicken. 😉
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