re: #105 ckkatz

Growing up, I remember seeing folks fishing in the Allegheny River down by the Point. I could never understand why they would want to do that. Even watching the small boats speeding along the Mon and getting drenched by their own water spray had me shuddering.

There was a distinct social divide marked by your family’s willingness to eat roadkill pigeons off Pittsburgh streets. We just missed being that poor.