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Photos from the Trick-or-Treat Trail

30 Oct

What a spectacular day it was yesterday for the Village of Webster’s annual Trick-or-Treat Trail! So many children and their adults came to town for the event that I do believe business owners were a bit overwhelmed, some of them running out of candy pretty early.

I tried to make three or four rounds of the streets and take pictures of many of the outstanding costumes. Sorry if I didn’t see you and your kids, but please feel free to send along your photos and I can add them to the gallery.

Email them to me at missyblog@gmail.com.

I’ve posted a few photos here, but click here to see my whole gallery.

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(posted 10/30/2022)

When is a house just half a house?

22 Oct

You might have noticed the recent “Bit of Webster History” feature I wrote for the Webster Museum when it was published in the Webster Herald and the weekly Town newsletter. It told the story of two houses, which now sit across from one another on Corning Park in the Village of Webster, and how they used to be one house.

I heard the story from my friend Karen a few years ago and it has fascinated me ever since. I knew it was going to be one of my first History Bit features when I took over the reins a few months ago.

The story reads:


Anyone who’s ever walked or driven down Corning Park in the Village of Webster probably hasn’t noticed anything unusual about the houses on that peaceful little street. However, two of those houses, which stand across the street from one another, do have a curious history: in the early 1900s, they used to be one house. 

Around 1859, a spacious boarding house was built at 71 Corning Park, to serve students from the adjacent Webster Academy. The Academy and boarding house were discontinued in 1876 when the Union Free School was established, and for the next 50 years, 71 Corning Park remained a two-family dwelling. In 1928 it was purchased by Gordon Witmer and Amos Taylor, who divided it into two units. The larger portion remained at 71 Corning Park, and the smaller north wing was moved across the street to 76 Corning Park. 

Unfortunately, no photos of the original boarding house have ever been found, but the two, now separate residences, still stand across the street from each other on Corning Park. Additions and renovations have changed their appearance significantly from when they were one house in the early 1900s. But if you look carefully and use your imagination, maybe you can picture what they looked like together. 


For the sake of newsprint space, I try to keep these bits fairly short. But it was story that so intrigued me that I wanted to dive deeper into it for my blog. So several days ago sat down for coffee with Dave and Kathy Whitlock, longtime owners of 76 Corning Park, the smaller, former north wing of the house. They provided some interesting details I hadn’t come across in my earlier research.

Kathy first gave me a quick tour, explaining the many renovations and additions completed since they bought the home in 1965. I learned about the huge, 7-inch beam holding up the living room which still has bark on it, and how some of the original beams are charred, perhaps from a fire at the adjacent boarding house before the wing was moved. A few hand-wrought nails, found during a renovation, are displayed in a small shadowbox.

Dave and Kathy think they know why it was divided. When the two-family home was bought in 1928 by Gordon Witmer and Amos Taylor, Witmer — who was getting married — wanted a separate house for himself and his bride. So he divided it, moving the north wing directly across the street, so that the back of the house became the front, and the front the back. (Too bad no photos of that move have been found.) Witmer was going to move into that half, but as it turned out, the new, smaller, house sold first, so they moved into the larger half.

There’s a woman buried in the back yard of 76 Corning. The Williams family, who lived there decades ago, had a relative who would visit from England. At the time, the land was a huge apple orchard (The Corning Farm). The woman used to love sitting under an apple tree in the back yard and drinking beer, and asked to be buried there. The apple tree is gone, but her ashes are still there.

Dave also tells the story about how the man from whom they bought the house in 1965, a Mr. Jenkins, emphatically denied that it had once been connected to the house across the street. I would have thought that’d be a unique selling point for the property, but apparently he didn’t think so.

On a side note, I mentioned earlier that I heard about this story from my friend Karen. She remembers learning about the houses during a village tour her fourth grade class took decades ago. That tour has long been dropped from the elementary school curriculum, but maybe that decision should be reconsidered. After all, look at how much that little piece of Webster history interested that young person, and then me, and now you.

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(posted 10/22/2022)

Welcome to the newest trees in town

20 Oct

Many thanks to all of the community members who helped out last weekend at the Friends of Webster Trails ReTree planting event at the Whiting Road and Michael A. Johnson nature preserves.

The workday was in support of ReTree Webster, a Friends initiative, which seeks to preserve our open space forests by removing invasive species and planting native trees. 

Two dozen enthusiastic folks showed up to do the planting, including several families with young children. Everyone pitched in to help clear areas, dig holes, clean dirt of debris, transport and place the bagged trees in holes, backfill and provide fencing to the protect the trees from deer. Thanks to the large and dedicated workforce, the job was completed in a little over two hours. 

Two sites were chosen for the plantings, the new Michael A. Johnson Nature Preserve (adjacent to the Hojack Trail between Van Alstyne and Drumm Road), and another near the smokehouse on the Blue Trail of the Whiting Road Nature Preserve. The team planted 20 trees, including White Pine, Red Maple, American Elm, Bitternut Hickory, Swamp White Oak and Pagoda Dogwood. 

The Friends were blown away by how many community members answered the call. Many thanks to you all for your hard work, and also to Glenn Morrell and his Webster Parks and Rec crew, who moved the trees from the nursery to the two planting sites.

Consider taking a hike during this beautiful autumn to check out the new trees at Whiting Road and Michael A. Johnson nature preserves. If you’d like to participate in or donate to the ReTree Webster effort, contact the Friends of Webster Trails by clicking here.

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(posted 10/20/2022)

It’s beginning to look a lot like Halloween

18 Oct

A few readers have responded to my call to let me know about especially nice Halloween and autumn decorations, and I’ve snapped a few photos of my own as I’ve walked through the village neighborhoods. I’d love to highlight many more displays in the next week or so, but here’s a sampling of what I’ve gotten so far.

The beautiful autumnal display above and the scene below can be seen on Dunning Ave. in the Village of Webster. As I mentioned in an earlier blog, the folks on Dunning always do a spectacular job with decorations.

This next one, on London Rd. in the village, is probably my favorite so far. Like many other displays, it’s a graveyard scene, and it’s busy, with a lot of elements to look at. But clearly much thought was put into the placement of the gravestones and other unique features. I would have stopped longer on my walk to get a closer look at all the pieces, but it was beginning to rain.

These following one are also from the village.

This last photo is from Hatch Rd., suggested to me by a reader.

I still have a few more to capture “on film,” and hope to drive around some evening soon to capture some nice lights. If you know of any I should check out, please email me at missyblog@gmail.com. Or take a photo for me and save me the trip!

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(posted 10/18/2022)

A quick Mrs. Claus update

16 Oct

I had the opportunity to check in with Florence Kinney several days ago. You know her from my blog as “Mrs. Claus,” who every year purchases thousands of gifts (mostly with her own money) to deliver to children all over the Rochester area. After 32 years of doing this, she’s nearing the incredible goal of 100,000 gifts given.

When I spoke with her recently, however, she seemed a bit worried. She had just returned from a trip to visit family down South, hoping that down there she’d be able to purchase most of the 400 or so gifts she still needed to reach her goal — since she was having trouble getting what she needed up here. But she kept hitting roadblocks at the stores, because they couldn’t get the products themselves, or didn’t have enough people to stock the shelves.

So she only was able to purchase about half of what she’d hoped, and is still about 200 gifts short.

Several generous readers have already reached out with donations, and I’ve already delivered a bunch to her (she was unbelievably grateful). But she could use a bunch more. So if there are any more kind readers out there who need a great cause this holiday season, I encourage you to help Florence reach her amazing goal.

Some of the items she’d especially appreciate include winter wear for children ages infant to 18 (like hats, gloves, scarves, lots and lots of socks); toy trucks, Little Peeples, Barnies, baby dolls or any toys without small parts; and storybooks. Bottom line, though, if you’d like to donate any kind of new toy or winter wear, she’ll find a child who will greatly appreciate it.

Click here to read my most recent blog for more information about Florence’s divinely-inspired mission. If you’d like to donate something, drop me an email at missyblog@gmail.com and we’ll chat about how we can get your gifts to her.

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(posted 10/16/2022)

Webster resident reflects on cemeteries in her new book

25 Sep

I’m a sucker for cemeteries. They’re so peaceful. I love to just wander through them, enjoy the solitude, look at the epitaphs, and think about the lives they’re trying to sum up in just a few words.

So when I heard about a recent book about cemeteries written by Webster resident Jane Hopkins, I sat up and took notice. Then I started reading it, and realized that Hopkins and I are of the same mind when it comes to the power of cemeteries to touch us deeply.

The book is titled Cemetery Reflections, and it was sparked in part by a single, simple headstone. Hopkins was taking a walk in a historic cemetery in Canada a few years ago and came across the grave of a young child. The epitaph read, “Step Softly, Here lies a dream.” A much larger monument which stood nearby detailed the death of four children three weeks apart, and their father several months later. Hopkins writes in her book, “I thought about the dreams of these parents for their children, and the harsh reality that comes to many of us who experience an early death in the family.”

As Hopkins continued to wander the cemetery, she contemplated the deep grief expressed in the words on the child’s headstone. It compelled her to explore more cemeteries, perhaps, she wrote, “looking for a workable philosophy of loss and afterlife ─ including my own death ─ and how to  make it easier for those left behind.”  

The result of those wanderings is the new 206-page book, Cemetery Reflections, a visual journey through notable cemeteries, illustrated by stunning black and white and color photos. Historic poetry and beautiful prose accompany the photos, giving the book a free-flowing feel similar to what one would experience on a cemetery walk. 

You can meet Hopkins yourself and learn more about her book at a talk she’ll hold on Saturday, Oct. 1 at 2 p.m. in  the Gleason Auditorium at the Central Library of Rochester and Monroe County, 115  South Ave., Rochester. The talk is free and open to the public.

Copies of Cemetery Reflections are available for $44.95 at Amazon.com.   

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(posted 9/25/2022)

Florence Kinney, Webster’s “Mrs. Claus,” approaches amazing gift-giving goal

24 Sep

It’s only the last week in September, but Florence Kinney is already thinking about Christmas.

Actually, she’s been thinking about it and working on it for the last nine months, purchasing and preparing the thousands of gifts she’ll be delivering to children this holiday season.

Florence Kinney — or as some know her, “Mrs. Claus” — is the driving force behind a grassroots ministry which she calls “Santa’s Workshop,” dedicated to bringing presents to children who might not get many gifts, or anything, for Christmas.

The effort began very simply in December 1989, when Florence read a story in the Democrat and Chronicle about two brothers who were going to be spending their Christmas at Rochester General Hospital. After reading the article, she asked her husband Charles if they could go to the store and buy a toy truck for each little boy. He agreed; just one toy.

But after dropping the trucks off at the hospital, something kept nagging at Florence. So she asked Charles, again, if they could go out and get just a few more toys. He agreed, again, and they headed out to shop.

They came back with 400 gifts, which they delivered to 400 more children at the hospital.

That was going to be the end of it, Florence said. But word spread and they started getting calls from other hospitals, and a reporter called to do a story. When they told him they had no plans to continue, he encouraged them to pray about it.

“It was a very emotional moment for us,” Florence remembered. She and Charles stood in a corner of their kitchen and prayed. “Next thing we knew, this heat just rose right up from our feet, right through our body. We both started crying our eyes out, and I looked at (Charles) and said, ‘This is a calling.’”

Santa’s Workshop was born, and has grown every year, even after Charles passed in 2003. The agencies it serves have expanded well beyond RGH to include the Ronald McDonald House, Williamson Community Center, Cure Cancer Association, House of Mercy and a half dozen others, and the number of children and adults who receive gifts every year numbers in the thousands.

Last year, Santa’s Workshop delivered 4,889 gifts, bringing the total number of gifts since the first year to 97,506. This season, which marks the 33rd year, Florence only needs another 2,500 gifts to reach an incredible goal: 100,000 gifts delivered.

What’s especially amazing about what Florence does is that she receives very few donations. She basically goes out and purchases the thousands of toys and clothing items herself, with her own money.

Thanks to raging inflation and supply chain issues, purchasing enough gifts this year has been especially challenging. Money doesn’t go anywhere near as far these days, and it’s been difficult buying games in bulk quantities. But she’s persevered, and several rooms in her Webster home are already piled high with games, stuffed animals, dolls, books and toys, ready for the workshop to “open” in November, when her team of dedicated volunteers will start sorting, packing and delivering the gifts.

But Florence is still looking for bargains and buying gifts, because she’s bound and determined to reach her goal. “If we can make that 100,000, I will feel very good about it,” she said.

Last year when, Florence told me she was so close to her goal, I asked her if she’d be retiring once she reached it. She answered, “The only way I could do it is if God tells me that. He called me to it, he’ll call me away from it. I know that in my heart. It will be his decision to make.”

Turns out, she got that message. A couple of times. She told me,

A few weeks ago I was praying about it. I was led to go get one of my devotionals. When I picked it up and opened the page, you won’t believe what it said. The title was “Retirement?” It was all about how you never retire from the Lord’s work.

Before that hapened I was eating breakfast, looking out the window, and thinking about the last year. All of a sudden I heard “I have not called you from it. I called you to it.”

Sounds like Santa’s Workshop will be hanging around a little while longer.

(Click here to read more about Florence in the blog I wrote about her last year.)

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(posted 9/24/2022)

Webster’s very own “My Evil Twin” to perform at the Fringe Festival

15 Sep

Two former Webster Schroeder students (class of ’74) are teaming up at the Rochester Fringe Festival to perform a funny, fast-moving mini-musical, based on their lives growing up as identical twin brothers.

Jim and John Demler are both opera singers, so the show, which they call My Evil Twin, will naturally include a little bit of opera. But it will be blended with elements of Broadway and pop and (according to the Facebook event page), will “provide the twins the chance to unleash their virtuosic basso voices with madcap energy and emotion.”

The page describes My Evil Twin the show as

an intimate musical …. Funny, poignant, and adventurous, My Evil Twin exposes tenderness and vulnerability beneath masculine bravado as the twins tell the story of their lives in words and song. It is a tribute to sibling love.

Members of the Class of ’74 may remember Jim and John Demler, especially since John wrote they were both “above-average athletes,” albeit only “mediocre students.” They both played in the Ridgecrest Elementary orchestra under the baton of Jeff Frasier, and both went to school not to study music, but to become teachers.

The show we are performing at the Fringe Festival was written for us, and is a funny, brief chronicle of our lives as twins and performers. We have remained best friends throughout our 65 years, but this essentially the first show we’ve ever done where we’ve sung duets together.

My Evil Twin will be performed at the Geva Theatre Center on Wednesday Sept. 21 at 5:30 p.m. and Thursday Sept. 22 at 9 p.m. Tickets for the 75-minute show are $18 for adults, $12 for students. They can be purchased online here, by phone at (585) 957-9837 (fees apply), at the door or at the box office at the corner of Main and Gibbs.

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(posted 9/14/2022)

Webster man may be first ultra runner with Spina Bifida

9 Aug

Anyone who runs, even short distances, knows that running isn’t always easy. Too often, pounding the pavement means pushing through mental barriers, blisters and sore muscles.  

But that all pales compared to the challenges Mike Fitzsimmons has had to overcome. 

Mike Fitzsimmons was born on January 26, 1986 with myelomeningocele, the most serious type of Spina Bifida. His spine had not fused completely, and there was an open wound in his back where spinal fluid was leaking out. His parents were told that if their son lived, he’d be severely disabled, in a wheelchair and have no quality of life. Within 48 hours he had surgery to close the wound, but Mike’s chances of ever walking were still very slim.

But sometimes miracles happen. Today, 36 years later, Mike Fitzsimmons is not only walking, but is running ultra marathons, and so far is the only known person with Spina Bifida to do so. 

Mike was fortunate; all his life he’s had normal feeling in his feet, knees and ankles, and led an active childhood, playing sports of all kinds. But he didn’t become a runner until much later, when life started to turn very sour.

When he was 19 years old, Mike’s mother developed early-onset Alzheimer’s, and he became her caregiver. She passed away ten years later. 

“When she died, I was so lost and broken. I needed to do something,” he remembered. “I hated running, (but) I didn’t want to take Xanax, or get into drugs or booze. I thought, let’s just try this stupid running stuff everyone’s taking about.” 

For a while the running-as-therapy worked, at least a little bit. Then two years later, his best friend took his own life, and that made matters worse. He started running even longer distances. 

By the time COVID hit in 2020, running had become an important part of Mike’s life.  Setting a personal challenge to run a half marathon seemed like a natural next step, and a great way to get through the pandemic. To make it more interesting, he’d also journal about his experience on Instagram. 

“I didn’t even know what a hashtag was at that point,” he said. “I’m in my mid-30s, no one cares about what some middle-aged dude is doing, trying to figure out how to run a silly half marathon. But it was going to be cool for me. Like, Spina Bifida, half marathon, let’s see what it becomes.” And anyway, he thought, “no one’s going to find it.” 

Boy, was he wrong. 

The Instagram account started to blow up, drawing followers from both the disabled and long distance running communities. His fans cheered him on as he trained for and eventually completed the virtual 2021 Buffalo half-marathon, running the 13.1 miles through his neighborhood. He credits them – and his wife Amelia – for keeping him going.

Having accomplished that goal, he decided to take a break and ignore the Instagram account for a while. But he started to miss all of the friends he’d made there. So, with their encouragement, he signed up for the Mind the Ducks 12-hour ultra marathon, held in May at North Ponds Park, setting an ambitious goal of 50K (31 miles). 

Mike still has chronic problems with his kidneys and bladder, which makes managing hydration a serious concern and requires some extra preparation and precautions.  Despite that however, he finished his 50K – actually, 32.48 miles – in just over 7.5 hours. 

It may very well be the first time anyone with Spina Bifida has completed an ultra marathon. 

As the story of Mike’s running achievements has spread, he’s created a unique and inspirational connection between the running community and the disabled community. It’s a role he didn’t go looking for, but has come to embrace. He’s now determined to spread the word about the amazing things children and adults can accomplish, even with a disability.  

He especially wants to help change the negative perceptions medical professionals continue to have about the prognosis for those born with Spina Bifida.

“It bugs me that it’s still the narrative (for doctors and nurses) nearly 40 years later… I would just love it if a mom heard, ‘Yeah it might be really bad, but what if it’s really good? What if it’s amazing? What if they’re in a wheelchair, but maybe they’ll cure cancer?’” 

What he’s accomplished, he said, is a good example. “It just shows that you can do anything, be anyone.” 

“I don’t want to be ‘Mike the Spina Bifida Guy’ who runs crazy runs forever. It’s cool that it’s a part of it. But I also like music and hanging out with my wife.” 

A diagnosis of Spina Bifida does not have to define a person, he added. “There’s so many awesome aspects to all of us.”

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Mike Fitzsimmons isn’t slowing down yet. He’s already training hard for his next ultra, the 100-mile Dreadmill 48-hour Endurance Challenge in December. Matter of fact, the day before I talked with him he’d run a half-marathon. That’s 13 miles. With a broken toe. 

He’s using Dreadmill Challenge as a fundraiser for one of his favorite causes, Bella’s Bumbas, a Webster-based nonprofit dedicated to building miniature wheelchairs for children with a wide variety of mobility issues, including Spina Bifida. (Read more about them here.) 

You can follow Mike’s running journey, and read more inspirational stories, on his Instagram page (@mikecanrun). And if you’d like to throw your support behind his efforts, and support the incredible work that Bella’s Bumbas is doing, check out Mike’s GoFundMe page.

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(posted 8/9/2022)

My neighborhood lemonade entrepreneur is back!

24 Jul

Last year about this time I posted a blog highlighting a lemonade stand which had been set up just around the corner from me, at the corner of South Ave. and Park Ave. in Webster Village at the home of Doug and Patti Pucci.

The proprietor was 6-year old Nixie-Blu Howes, who was in town for a few weeks, visiting her grandparents. The very professional-looking stand, built by her grandfather, was brightly colored and sporting an open/closed sign, a flag and a pinwheel.

But probably the best thing about Nixie-Blu’s lemonade stand was that she was not charging anything for her lemonade. Instead, she was simply accepting donations, a portion of which she was donating to St. Jude.

Well, I’m pleased to report that Nixie-Blu and her lemonade stand are back this summer. She and her mother are visiting again for a few weeks, so the fancy wooden stand has been pulled out of storage and set up on the corner again.

Nixie-Blu has also brought back the same business model. Her customers decide what they want to pay for a cup of lemonade, and part of her earnings will be donated to St. Jude.

As you might expect given the very hot weather we’ve been having, business has been good. At one point, three cars had pulled off the busy road, the drivers lined up waiting for their lemonade. She even attracts customers who don’t want lemonade, like the teacher who came by and handed her some money simply to support her efforts.

Nixie-Blu will be in town all this week, and expects to open the stand for a few hours most of those days. So make sure to watch for her as you’re driving down South Ave., and consider supporting this budding entrepreneur.

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(posted 7/23/2022)