Word of the Avian Flu outbreak spread like wildfire throughout the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman asked that a moment of silence be held to remember those lost to this virulent disease.
The truce lasted just long enough for everybody to finish his breakfast. The morning buffet at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was too good to waste. the Face of Everyman was pleased at this newfound era of cooperation.
There was a moment of silence as all those present at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa thanked the Goddess for the largesse they were about to consume. the Face of Everyman felt left out of such tribute as he was the true source of the gift.
There were certain rules to follow when submitting a passport photo. the Face of Everyman was assiduous. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was the only photo studio for miles around and held an exclusive contract with the U. S. State Department.
In his efforts to harness nuclear energy the Face of Everyman nearly blew the place up. Luckily the dumb pigeons never noticed, the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa remained safe. For now.
More and more the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa became the site for destination weddings. Seen here a couple take their vows with the Face of Everyman and the village clerk looking on.
The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was open to all; except when you were shunned by your own kind. the Face of Everyman never interfered in such matters.
With all the turmoil in his private life the Face of Everyman had forgotten about the monthly Pigeon census. There was still time to submit the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa report. Nothing like talons in your face to cause instant recall.
Luther knew that he was somehow different. The others seemed to accept him while in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; but they still whispered a lot. the face of Everyman was forced to live with this his first attempt at gene splicing. Looks like it went horribly wrong.