This is the fire escape where I fed the parrots for the first three years, before having to move to the cottage, which is directly below, but out of sight here. I fed them another three years at the cottage, which was the setting for the documentary film. I tookContinue Reading

These diary selections detail the events leading to my bringing my favorite parrot in the flock into the house. At the time her name was Smith (I initially thought she was male), which I later changed to Dogen (Doe-gun). She wasn’t my favorite bird then, but I had to careContinue Reading

A series of feedings that I find interesting as a collection. At this point in my diary keeping, the individual entries tend to be brief. They get longer and more detailed as time goes on. 3/9/95 Thursday They were unusually “crazy” and noisy today. My guess is that it wasContinue Reading

A few introductory notes: Blue was a scrub jay that I was feeding for a time. I was caretaking an estate that had two buildings. One was a small studio apartment (Greenwich, the place I lived in in the film) and the main building, where I started feeding the parrots.Continue Reading

Introductory Note: This represents a typical day of feedings. I was still new to the experience and just beginning to take liberties with touching them. If you have my book, in the back of it there are short notes on many of the individual birds named here. 1/8/95 Sunday     Continue Reading

These are my very first diary entries. They tell the story of one of that year’s babies, Mandela, who was injured by a cat. (The story appears in my book in the chapter titled “Mandela.”) At the time, I was caretaking a big house, which is where I was feedingContinue Reading

What follows is an old Facebook post (2015) that illustrates in greater depth my concern about the globalist agenda prior to the 2016 election. In 1969, a few months after graduating from high school, I flew to Europe, where I spent several months exploring by thumb and by train. OfContinue Reading