unusually impressive house set on a full basement, the Schon homestead was
occupied into the 1960's. Although it is starting to crumble, it was still
sound enough for me to work up the courage to climb the stairs and light the
I startled the pigeons living in the attic when I approached. While both of my hands were occupied holding my lighting gear, one of the pigeons perched on my arm. He turned, looked me right in the eye, then squeezed out about half his body weight in greasy, warm crap all over my arm. Then he gave me this odd look, tilted his head slightly, and promptly flew out the window to join the others.
..."You *&^%$#@ evil bird".