Some of the weird stories about him are grounded in truth, however, since he was such a weird guy.
One such story takes place in his later years when he was pretty much in love with his pet pigeon.
Tesla made a trip one night in 1937 after midnight to visit the local cathedral and library to feed the pigeons. On his way he was struck by a taxicab and thrown to the ground, wrenching his back and breaking three ribs.
Of course, his lifelong custom was to never visit a doctor, so the full extent of his injuries will never be known. For a while he was unable to feed the pigeons since he was bedridden until he was able to walk again in the Spring of 1938.
Near the end of his life he visited the park every day and fed pigeons. He took to one white one in particular and spent over $2,000 that comfortably supported her when she was injured.
He stated that he loved that pigeon as a man loves a woman, and that she loved him. As long as he had her he had a purpose in his life. He was a genius, but also a real weirdo!
