re: #530 Decatur Deb

The stockyards had a tremendous fire while I lived behind Heinz. Days of dark brown fog that smelled like stewing rats. The night sky and rivers had a distinct color at times—green for copper and red for iron. From Mt Washington you could see the red river and green river join, and keep their separate colors flowing towards Ohio.

OK. How do you know what a stewing rat smells like? O_o