Monthly Archives: March 2018

The first time we went to a fight we entered our own roosters. This particular fight was off of a dirt road; it was Number 12 Holler’ (Hollow). It was in the middle of nowhere, there was two or three … Continue reading →

Bob would cut the crown off of the roosters. You cut it off because if you left it on the other roosters thought it would be a target. They would use it to pull the rooster down. You take it … Continue reading →

BREEDING AND RAISING Bob’s uncle George raised fighting cocks. He lived just up the street from us. That’s where we first got our roosters from and that’s how we first got started. He would tell Bob this is a good … Continue reading →