Edward R. Murrow was often photographed with cigarette in hand. I prefer a bully stick.
With so many of us jostling for limited space, New Yorkers can be a fractious bunch. In the interest of promoting a more cooperative approach to city living, the Lady suggested I set aside my vicious impulses and try to learn something about one of my frequent combatants: the New York City pigeon.
Lester, seen above, belongs to a
pack flock of pigeons who frequent downtown Manhattan. I interviewed him at his favorite haunt in Union Square. His manners are a little rough around the edges, but not without a certain streetwise panache. Lester had some understandable trepidation at the start of our conversation, but by the end, we reached a point of mutual respect, if not actual friendship.