Life in Buffalo—375 Million Years Ago
My uncle’s goal on these field trips was to teach us about paleontology…as well as something about life in Buffalo before the Buffalo Bills. (Photo of Eighteen Mile Creek by Doreen Regan)
My uncle’s goal on these field trips was to teach us about paleontology…as well as something about life in Buffalo before the Buffalo Bills. (Photo of Eighteen Mile Creek by Doreen Regan)
It was a beautiful summer day in early August, 1963. The Buffalo Bills, a young team that had been admitted into the American Football League just four years earlier, were wrapping up their annual summer training and getting ready for their first game of the season. The excitement in the city was palpable. My Dad, […]
It’s hard to underestimate the impact of the long Buffalo winters on young romance.
The benefits of going to a single-gender high school can’t be proven scientifically, but I can attest to my own experience.
Grandma was happiest surrounded by loved ones on Christmas.
Alas, though Commander Tom was charming and kind to everyone, he never paid any attention to me, even when I won a giant Tootsie Roll.
I spent many childhood days in Buffalo’s city parks. Little did I know then they were designed by America’s first and greatest landscape architect.
When I was growing up on the West Side, little did I know that my crowded, urban neighborhood would one day host the biggest, most beautiful Garden Walk in America.
Is it any wonder that I long to return, this time to my own cottage with a view of my beloved lake?
Like every generation of teenagers, we believed our music was far superior, truly unique, and more profound, than any music that came before it.
I lived through one of our nation’s most devastating tree pandemics–Dutch Elm Disease–and I hope I never witness another.
Like old structures, it is the flaws and imperfections that tell our stories and make us interesting.