I'm 42, an Air Force vet who's 3 yrs away from military retirement, and my dream is to move as far away from the city and suburban life as possible and raise a hobby farm with chickens (bantams and standard, whatever), raise honeybees and use the chickens' poop to fertilize an organic garden which the honeybees will pollinate. I want to name this place "Birds and the Bees Farm: We ooze fertility." That was my wife's idea actually. I'm ready to turn my "sword" into a "plowshare" and live a quiet simple life. My birthday was yesterday, and my wife gave me a gift known a $60 book called the APA Standard of Perfection. It was my request. She rolls her eyes, because she's not really into chickens at all, but tolerates them for my pleasure. I joined the S.P.P.A. (Society for the Preservation of Poultry Antiquities) and the American Bantam Association just recently. I began raising fowl when I was 11. I hatched my first chicks, two mixed breed bantam pullets on Labor Day weekend. I took a 25 yr hiatus from chicken raising, when I went to college and joined the military. I hatched about 18-19 baby bantams over the past 3 days, and am I beat! I forgot that I never sleep when a hatch happens. I took vacation leave to do this, and forgot how thereapeutic the whole hatch event really is to a chicken nerd like myself. The little chick I posted an emergency post on 2 hrs ago has a hobbled now that I made it. I believe it was congenital splayed leg. Hope the hobble works! I have 3 children, girl, girl, boy, ages 21, 17, 15. My 21 yr old is engaged to be married next Memorial Day. Pray for me, a new Father of the Bride! That's it from me, let's here about you.