“I hate that it happened. I hate, even more so, that it happened there.” Those were the only words I could come up with following Friday’s tragedy at Chautauqua Institution, where an amphitheater crowd of 2,500 witnessed an attack on famed author Salman Rushdie moments before his ...

When I mention “the fair” I am referring to the fair where I grew up; the one on Central Avenue in Dunkirk. At first that fair was held beginning on Labor Day. My mother always took me to the fair. I remember one night when we were at the fair. It started to rain so we headed for my ...

I’m in withdrawal. The tee ball set and the miniature soccer balls are gathered on the porch. The new yellow swing hangs forlornly between the cherry trees. And I’m sitting on the patio wishing the air was still filled with yelps and giggles. They have gone and the silence is deafening. ...

I went to my first rodeo on July 28. I never thought it would be about the personalities. On July 27, I met a cowboy – a real Professional Rodeo Cowboys Association bareback rider. Krandall Conn, 21, of Michigan City, Ind., was a special guest at the sponsor dinner for the 42nd annual ...

Watching Representative Kathy Rapp chortling with glee over the prospect of banning abortions in Pennsylvania, I must speak up, and not for the first time on this issue. Ms. Rapp: if these measures go through, women will die, as they did before we saw the passage of Roe vs. Wade almost 50 years ...

I grew up in town — in Dunkirk to be exact. Going to the playground was my summer entertainment. As soon as my chores were done, I hopped on my bicycle and went to the playground. Yes, I enjoyed the equipment, but I also enjoyed the craft program. I made so many things at the playground. ...