When the Saints Come Marching
The March celebrations honoring St. Patrick and St. Joseph couldn’t be more different.
The March celebrations honoring St. Patrick and St. Joseph couldn’t be more different.
If you went to Catholic school in the ‘60s or ‘70s, the word “nun” undoubtedly conjures up strong emotions.
Goodbye 2020! What lessons did I learn from you to determine how I will live in 2021?
If I had to say what I am thankful for in 2020, my six words would be these: I am grateful for the Internet.
Last night I dreamed I was in Sicily again.
Why is the fish fry so popular in a town where beef on ‘weck, Sahlen’s hot dogs, and chicken wings suggest a distinct predilection for meat?
We who grew up alongside the mighty Niagara know it as the artery that pulsed through our childhood. Photo courtesy of Maria Eley.
As an inner city child, one of the things I looked forward to every summer was a trip to the countryside to pick berries.
All I have to do is think about the authentic street food usually on offer at the Italian Festival—sfinge, cannoli, gardoons, zeppole, pizza bianca—and I begin to drool.
No one had air-conditioning, the windows were wide open, and there were no family secrets in the summertime.
Back in 1943, nearly every yard on the West Side of Buffalo, no matter the size, became what was then called a Victory Garden. My mother and father both recall the vibrant, productive gardens that filled these small spaces, and remember doing what they could to contribute, though they were only small children when World […]
How we react and how we behave over the coming months will define who we are, and how we will be remembered, long after we are gone.