EDITOR’S NOTE: Carolyn Gorton Fuller died last August at the age of 88. If you have been a resident of Key West for any length of time, you probably knew Carolyn or you knew who she was. You have probably seen her famous bottle wall at her house across the street from the cemetery where Angela Street intersects with Margaret Street.
She was not a regular columnist in Key West The Newspaper, but every once in a while she would send us a letter or commentary— hardly ever involving a controversial issue. Not the kind of thing you normally see in KWTN. But her humor was so subtle and her writing was, well, sweet.
Rarely did something she sent us not appear in print. Over the next few months, we will be re-publishing some of Carolyn’s columns.
ANOTHER CHICKEN STORY
by Carolyn Gorton Fuller
EDITOR’S NOTE: This article was first published in Key West The Newspaper on August 8, 1999.
I am hen-piqued. For over a year I have been fighting an inundation of chickens. Not only do they get under my house at night and crow me awake at 4 a.m., but they dig up the grass I’ve so carefully planted, scatter the Pine ark Mulch I’ve so carefully spread, and scoop out nests under my shrubbery.
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