FOR MY DAD~ PIGEONS CAN BE BEAUTIFUL

Everyone has an opinion about pigeons. Most see these birds as filthy flying rats. My father has had pigeons almost his entire life. It started as a hobby when he was 8 years old. It was a way to escape from an overcrowded house and dealing with reality of how poor they were. He kept homing pigeons. There were men who would meet and race these pigeons for money. Eventually my father would enter that world. He now has Fancy Pigeons. Some of them are beautiful. It even surprises me how pretty they are. I’m not fond of caging anything meant to fly. My father knows this. But he has done so much for Wildlife Groups nationally and locally. Whenever someone finds an injured bird no matter what it is my father receives a phone call. He has increased the numbers of a species that would no longer exist. He doesn’t see how awesome that is. He only made it to the 8th grade! I’m proud of him. I love him. This is for him.14492462_1291734967525663_8066096441388699421_n

About darie73

I have lived with Bipolar Disorder since my early teens. I have lived with Social Anxiety Disorder for even longer. I self-medicated with alcohol for over 20 years, that's how long it took to get a diagnosis. I'm open and honest about my mental health so hopefully one day the system will change. View all posts by darie73

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