So being a child of the 70's-80's I do associate chicken with one man, Frank Perdue. And I will continue to see that gentle older man's face when I hear the name. His son is around with the commercials now but he is no Frank Perdue.
And sadly now there is no longer a Frank Perdue. The man we have all known for his pure chickens has passed on us after a brief illness.
Funny how someone who didn't effect my life in any way really, but who I could see on a commercial a couple of times a day, can make you sad.
I am not sitting here all broken up but you did feel like he was trying to take care of you and what you ate.
Rest in peace.
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