The old House was/is 141 North 19th street, just up from 'Sunrise' I think it is, close to Fremont Street there, a little off Bruce.
It all started with an older Dog Mauled, and probably Car hit after that, Pigeon Hen I found on Maryland Parkway, on a Summer Day, in busy traffic, and, she was laying unconscious in the street with Cars passing over her.
Long story short, I knew nothing about Birds, but, brought her home and set her up on some soft Towels, in a cool part of the House, and, three days later, she came to, and, I offered her a drink of Water, and, she Drank.
Got some small Bird Seed, and she managed to get well with no meds and just basic comforts and knowing we cared.
We did not have a Vet, and were not used to even thinking in those terms, but, sprang the dough a month or so later for an exam, and, all was well the the Hen, and, the Vet gives us a Pigeon which someone had dumperd in her lap, which had spent it's five or six years of life so far, in a small cage, and, had supposedly never flown nor could it fly, and, it was mean and cranky. ( Did acquire Flight after a month or so of free roam in our home).
Our then ''two'' Birds hit it off, and, made a Nest on top of my Desk.
Soo, Eggs and then Babys resulted, and, soon, out Vet was calling us to come get Pigeon Babys which people would bring in to her, and, watching how real Mom and Dad Pigeons did things, and, learning about some basic meds, we got good with raising Orphan Babys.
Ended up ( not counting all the 'releases' who in self releaseing, stayed 'released' ) we had a steady 29 or 30 Pigeons night roosting or hanging out in the Living Room, and, they roosted up high on the Curtain Rods or Shelves, or on Book Case Tops and so on, and we just set newspapers along the Walls, and it was all very easy to keep clean.
Everyone ( unles ssitting on a Nest, or too young, or convelesing in a Cage ) would fly out the Kitchen Window by day, and, fly back in come Night.
The dawn egress was like an 'explosion' of Bats from a Cave or something, 30 Pigeons all somehow co-ordinating to get out of a tiny Steel Frame Casement Window half, in like three seconds or something, it was amazing...and they had to fold their Wings in mid flap, to pass through it, as it was only like about 10 inches wide or so.
Birds we did not know would shop up also, and sometimes these were sick or injured, and they'd just be sitting looking sheepish, on the Couch or on a Chair or other, so we began learning more about helping them out.
It was a beautiful little Home then ( 1979 - 1981 ) when we had it, surrounded by a canopy of old huge Elm Trees, endless old Rosee and other Flowers, Mock Orange Bushes, everything lush, cool, shady, humid, tranquil...a little 'Paradise' in it's way. We took really nice care of all the Landscape stuff, planted Gardens in the Back in raised Beds, and, it was all entirely lovely and sweet and charmed in every way.
Lots of good memories...