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My stories

Mail Boxes

MAILBOXES When I was younger, I used to imagine that the mail boxes, on our city street corners, were magic portals. They stand there ever so quietly, with uncomplaining patience. They have the serenity of the inanimate. Many of our neighbors daily fed letters into the swing hinged openings, of these round shouldered blue mailboxes. They assumed that carriers would come and pick up their letters and deliver them to the main Post Office. Then, other clerks would send the missives on to their final destinations. I always thought differently.

Guests In The House

Guests in the House The 747 circled lazily through the patterned array of clouds that framed the blue of the Atlantic Ocean and the gray of the concrete canyons on the small island beneath us. We were on final approach for LaGuardia airport in New York City.

"9-11" a Remembrance

Coming To America They came by the thousands to stand silently in the cool, September's night air. They were searching for something that they knew

View Of Buffalo

A View of Buffalo From the lofty aerie of the 13th floor of the Statler Towers, in downtown Buffalo, I can look out over the sun washed blue expanse of the Eastern end of Lake Erie. In the center of this landscape, rising like a gothic apparition, the spike topped upper battlements of the old Erie County Hall dominate the skyline. The surface of the Old County Hall is a dark and gray, weathered limestone. It has that ancient, eerie and quasi menacing aura of a medieval castle in Scotland or Germany.

The Bank

THE BANK It is a single-story, solid little building that sits on the Northwest corner of Seneca Street and Seneca Parkside, on the South side of Buffalo, New York. In the early part of this century, it was occupied by the "German American Bank." The ensuing World Wars made the ethnicity of the name unpopular and it was changed, for business reasons, to the "Liberty National Bank." That is how I remember it through most of my childhood, growing up in South Buffalo. The Bank kept that name, until after several mergers and acquisitions in the 1980's, it became what it is today, part of the Fleet Banking system.

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