Most folks associate pigeons with cities, and particularly with European cities. I am not among them. I grew up in a small south-Alabama county-seat town. Railroad tracks bisected downtown, which had moved a bit south and west to straddle the railroad when it came through. U.S. Highway 31, the main route from Montgomery to Mobile, came in from the east, crossed the tracks on a large bridge that everyone called “the viaduct,” formed West Front Street as it paralleled the tracks heading south through town, then parted company heading southwest after four blocks. One block west of the viaduct was Conecuh County’s Victorian courthouse; two blocks east, across the tracks, stood the turn-of-the-century Evergreen Baptist Church with its red-domed roof.
Granade, S. Ray, "The Great Pigeon Shoot" (2009). Creative Works. 21.