All the years growing up in Western New York and not once did any of us ever consider getting out on the snaking Allegheny River that winds through town. Not once*. A paddle or even a swim might as well have been a bike ride to the moon. Yet, on this particular Saturday at least, groups […]

I hate fantasy football. I really do, man. I hate how it’s all but eroded my interest in football purely as a fan, to enjoy the game for what it is and not what consequences it may have on my Week 13 matchup. …hate that it fools me into believing my undivided attention to the […]

My grandmother is an ageless anomaly, a spirited, joy-filled woman of 89 whose daily calendar allows for little downtime. She volunteers at the local hospital, meets up with her friends for card games, is involved at the church, and attends nearly every event on her great grandkids’ busy sports schedule. And this is saying nothing […]

The painting to the left is called Green Jacket. A guy named Alex Katz painted it in 1990, and it currently hangs in the Carnegie Museum of Art in Pittsburgh. Outside of the 15 seconds it took me to Google “Green Jacket, artist”, I have no idea who Alex Katz is, where he’s from, or who […]

Every town in this country seems to have at least one steward, one ambassador who is wired to create good. They typically aren’t elected or appointed or hired or even named. They just show up and give what they can. For Olean, NY, that was Milo Belvees and, for years, his mission was the local […]

Me and Senneca, another comrade in running, at the Buffalo Creek Half-Marathon near Pittsburgh last month. (Photo: Lindsey Glover) I still don’t consider myself a runner, not in the sense that it follows my name after introductions – “I’m Lou, a runner.” Nah. At this point, routine has mercifully taken hold and rendered my frequent […]