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saying good bye in Buffalo Yesterday, I took a train from Buffalo, New York, to New York City. According to schedule, the train trip was about eight hours. But reality and schedules not being an exact match, the trip took about eleven hours. view of Buffalo from the train station Train travel in New York […]

On September 28th, at Grand Island High School, a community conversation was held on the issue of the opioid epidemic. The epidemic has touched every part of society.  Dr. Celia Spaconefacilitated the program thatencouraged the communityto talk about combattingthe opioid epidemic andsaving lives. There were five speakers, each of whom discussed the epidemic from their

Last week, I had the opportunity to interview Casey Zmich, a retired truck driver, who recently spent fourteen months exploring the United States and a bit of Canada on his bicycle. He rode a total of 16,000 miles and had a close up tour as he traveled through cities, countryside, desert, and other landscapes. He

On Saturday, the Taste of Grand Island was held at Town Commons, next to Town Hall. A small portion of Whitehaven Road was closed to traffic to provide more space for the event, which was organized by Corey McGowan Productions. The Taste of Grand Island is an annual event, that got its start in 2012, when

The topic for week 32 of the 52-week photography project is “colorful landscape.” The goal was simply to get as much color as possible into the background. Week 32, due to many distractions, took more like two weeks. But… aren’t colorful landscapes worthy of a bit of extra time? Here is a variety of colorful

Yesterday afternoon, I went to visit Buckhorn Island State Park. When I arrived, I noticed a man spraying himself with insect repellent and suddenly realized that I had forgotten to do so when starting on my journey to the park. I asked him if I could use some of his repellent and he was happy

seen in Niagara-on-the-Lake, Ontario

Ten years ago, I was set free, turned loose from the federal prison camp in Danbury, Connecticut.  It was time to seek out new adventures and new experiences. It was also time for me to reflect on the prison experience and on the protest that led me to prison.  I crossed the Fort Benning fence

from left: Devin, Vivian, and Diane As I mentioned in my Friday adventure post, I was surprised to see my nephew Devin at my sister’s house. On Saturday, I went back to my sister Vivian’s house for another visit with Devin. My sister Diane came over, as well. The four of us decided to have