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Riding some trails, exploring some Civil War history

13 Aug

Even if you load up my blog page regularly, you might not have noticed the tagline I put at the top. It reads: “A full serving of Webster happenings with an occasional appetizer on the side.”

Today is one of those appetizers.

My husband Jack and I recently decided to get out of town for a night, just to do something different and fun. So we loaded up our bikes and drove down to Penn Yan, a village which neither of us knew much about. We thought it’d be fun to explore it, have dinner, and check out some brew pubs.

But our main goal that day was to ride the seven-mile long Keuka Outlet Trail (KOT), which follows the winding waterway where Keuka Lake flows eastward into Seneca Lake. Thanks to the efforts of the Friends of the Outlet, the trail is nicely maintained and offers an impressive mix of history and natural beauty.

The Fall Brook Railroad once traveled along this route, back and forth between Penn Yan and Dresden. Some of the old railroad ties and concrete signal markers still mark the way. At one time, there were 30 to 40 mills operating along the waterway, including sawmills, paper mills, distilleries, tanneries and forges. The remains of many of these mills can still be seen.

The most popular stop on the trail is Seneca Mills Falls, a 40-foot waterfall surrounded by the ruins of the former Seneca Paper Mill. About half a mile to the east are the 20-foot high Cascade Falls — not as spectacular as Seneca Mills, but still beautiful. If you look carefully as you ride (or hike), you might see turtles sunning themselves on logs in Turtle Pond, and ruins of a bridge which once led to the Village of Hopeton, which disappeared as Dresden began to grow.

The Friends of the Outlet have put together a very informative brochure describing all of the trail’s historical treasures. They’ve even created an audio tour, which — for an all-volunteer organization — is really impressive. Their efforts remind me of the dedication to preserving natural habitats exhibited by our very own Friends of Webster Trails.

The next day, before heading back to Webster, Jack and I tackled another bike trail, the Cayuga-Seneca Canal Trail between Waterloo and Geneva. This one was only about five miles long, and the surface was actually a bit smoother than the KOT, so it was even easier to ride.

We rode from Waterloo to Geneva, where the trail ends at Seneca Lake Park. There, we took some time to relax, have a snack, and watch the seagulls along the lake shore before heading back to Waterloo.

This trail (or at least this section of it) doesn’t have as much history as the KOT, but it had something better. About two miles in, a local resident has created a wonderland of flowers, dragons, teddy bears, angels, bunny rabbits and more. The display stretches about 200 yards, with a welcome sign at each end marking the beginning of the whimsy. It’s clearly a labor of love, and surely brightens the day of anyone who passes through.

Lock CS4 sits on the canal in Waterloo, which is pretty cool to see, and when I rode over to get a closer look, I discovered something else that was even more cool.

Waterloo (officially the “birthplace of Memorial Day”) has installed an outstanding American Civil War Memorial just to the north of the lock on Washington St. It’s a small area of land, but it has so many meaningful markers, monuments and historic artifacts that even after examining them for a half hour, I still feel like I need to go back.

The memorial recognizes 59 men from Waterloo who died in the Civil War. It includes individual cenotaphs for each man, marked with his name, regiment, where he died and how old he was. There’s a North South Cenotaph, constructed with stones from each of the 36 states which existed at the end of the Civil War. The Star Stone is adorned with 620 golden stars, each of which represents 1,000 Union and Confederate soldiers lost in the Civil War. A Woman’s Cenotaph pays tribute to all of the women of the Civil War.

You see? Pretty cool, and there’s so much more. It was a great discovery and I need to go back.

So next time you need a short adventure, I recommend you take a hike or a bike trip along the Keuka Outlet Trail or the Seneca-Cayuga Trail. And if you’re a Civil War buff, definitely head out Waterloo to check out their memorial.

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(posted 8/13/2025)

My own personal band concert

31 Jul

Every summer, music seems to be everywhere in the Village of Webster — at the gazebo, at Harmony Park, in the pubs and on the street. This summer, though, it’s appeared in an unexpected place: the grassy lawn outside Spry Middle School.

For the last few weeks, sections of our very own Webster Marching Band have been rehearsing outside of Spry Middle School. Perhaps temperatures inside the building are worse than outside, or maybe it’s their “band camp,” so setting up outdoors just seems appropriate. But whatever the reason, I and my neighbors have been enjoying beautiful music, sometimes for hours on end.

For a long time it was only the drummers rehearsing in the parking lot and adjacent to the southeast corner of the school. Many of them show up early for their session and just start noodling around while they wait for everyone else to arrive. (I’ve never known a musician who can stand by an instrument without playing it. Musicians just gotta make music. At all times.) When everyone is assembled and the rehearsal begins in earnest, it’s like listening to a coordinated drum line, telling a story through rhythm, tempo and thunderous drumbeats.

But more recently, the brass section has also set up their music stands, rehearsing closer to the school’s front door, basically at the end of my street. When their trumpets are combined with sousaphones and mellophones, the strong, clear notes can be heard two blocks away, resonating throughout the neighborhood. The power of their music, the beauty of their harmonies, just blow me away. (Which is not surprising given that the band took first place in last year’s state championships.)

Unfortunately, we’re not being serenaded with entire compositions, but are only getting snippets. It seems like every day the focus is on a different, perhaps particularly difficult movement, so we’re only hearing bits and pieces of a much larger work. I suspect that much of what I’m hearing are parts of this year’s competition program, “In Times Of.” I look forward to attending the 2025 Autumn Fanfare field band competition on Saturday Oct. 4 to see and hear the whole show.

But even before that, there actually IS a way to get a preview of the program, when the Webster Marching Band offers two sneak-peek performances of In Times Of at their 9th Annual Food Truck Rodeo on Thursday, Aug. 14 from 5 to 8 p.m. at the Fireman’s Field on Sanford St. The event will feature great food (participating trucks include Bruster’s, Eat Greek, Macarollin, Mr. Squeeze, Rob’s Kabobs, Roc City Sammich and Tuscan Wood Fired Pizza), vendors, a kids’ play place, face painting, raffles…and some great music. The mini-shows will take place at 6 and 7 p.m.

So thank you for the free concerts, Webster Marching Band, and I can’t wait to see the whole show!

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(posted 7/31/2025)

Patriotic pride on full display at Maplewood Nursing Home

3 Jul

Drivers along Main Street in the Village of Webster couldn’t help but smile Thursday morning as they passed a heartwarming scene outside Maplewood Nursing Home. A group of residents, adorned with patriotic hats and headbands, lined the sidewalk with American flags in hand, waving enthusiastically at every car and truck that drove by, soliciting honks and waves from passing motorists.

A speaker placed in the middle of the crowd of residents blasted music, and staff members and volunteers danced, sang and did their best to encourage drivers (especially big trucks) to sound their horns.

Maplewood’s Director of Recreation, Gary Sacco, coordinates these holiday mini-celebrations every year, either the day before the Fourth of July, or on Flag Day, and he’s been doing so for about ten years. They’re weather-dependent of course, but when they do happen, it’s a very special occasion for the residents and certainly the highlight of their day. Any resident who wants to attend can do so, assisted by volunteers and staff members who patiently roll their wheelchairs up the hill from the facility to Main Street and line them up along the sidewalks.

Today, the crowd of festive, flag-waving residents numbered more than 30. Volunteers, staff members and family members brought the crowd to almost 50. There were so many smiles, and the whole scene was filled with an infectious, cheerful energy that turned an ordinary morning into a celebration of community spirit that certainly brightened the day of everyone it touched.

I love this village.

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(posted 7/3/2025)

Elephant and Piggie in “We Are in a Book!” starring …

21 Jun

Here’s a quick little story that’s just too cute not to share.

On Friday I was substituting in the library at State Rd. Elementary School. As part of the day’s lessons, the library teaching assistant and I were acting out We Are in a Book!, one of a series of beloved children’s books by Mo Willems, starring Elephant and Piggie.

As we prepared to do so for one class, Officer David Herrle, Webster’s School Resource Officer, popped his head into the library to say hi. I immediately had an idea, and asked him if he had ten minutes to spare. To his credit, without knowing what I had in mind, he said yes. I quickly finished my lesson, then sprung my idea on him:

HE would play the part of Piggie.

With book in one hand and a stuffed Piggie in the other, Officer Herrle presented a polished cold-read performance of We Are in a Book! to the delight of the second graders who sat before us. It was a great way to show these kids that police officers are pretty cool, fun-loving people, too.

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(posted 6/21/2025)

Webster’s a lot cleaner today thanks to these Scouts

8 Jun

I love it when a great community story just falls into my lap.

On Saturday morning I was running down Holt Rd. and had just turned onto the bike path when I came upon a small gaggle of teens and adults in bright construction vests, picking up trash. Of course I had to stop and find out who they were and what their story was.

Turns out these community-minded folks were from Webster Scouting America Troop 262 (from the Webster Presbyterian Church), and picking up trash along the bike path is a service project they complete two times a year.

Troop 262 Committee Chairman Adam Pruyne wrote,

Each year we spend a few hours walking the bike path along Rte 104 from Bay Road to Phillips patrolling for trash. We are registered with the DOT and they provide the vests, hard hats, garbage bags and trash bag pick-up and we provide the effort. In general, this is likely the largest organized community service project our troop performs and we’ve done it so many times, it is part of our yearly routine.

The troop also invites Cub Scout Pack 262, Troop 425, and Troop 163 to join them for clean-up day.

“Troop 163 always covers from Bay Road to Five Mile Line for us,” Adam wrote. “Troop 425 (all-girl troop) and Pack 262 weren’t with us today as they were on their own adventures but typically they join us. We had 30 attendees today and have had as much as 75 if the timing is right for everyone.” 

The Scouts and their adults managed to fill somewhere between 10 and 15 big orange garbage bags (which Adam considered a “light garbage day”). When the Cub Scouts attend, they’ve been known to collect as many as ten more bags from within Charles Sexton Park alone.

And they have a lot of fun doing it. “We sometimes have an informal competition on who got the weirdest find of the day,” Adam wrote. “Today, one of the boys found a realistic looking $1,000,000 bill!”

Saturday’s service project is a very good example of how Scouting is much more than just tying knots.

This is an excellent opportunity for the scouts, both boys and girls, to understand what selflessness and sacrifice is as they give back to the community, even though some are too young to fully appreciate that they are doing those things. This is one of the better aspects of scouting that I feel is lost on the general public. The scouts learn so much about life in these few hours they spend doing this cleanup. They learn about other people, they learn manners as we attempt to let others have the right of way on the path and they learn about environmental conservation and why it is important to “leave no trace” as we conduct our tasks.

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(posted 6/8/2025)

Half was enough for me, thank you.

27 May

Today’s blog is a thank-you to all of my friends and readers who have been following my journey as I trained to run my first-ever (and only) half marathon, and a report about my experience.

It was a long haul; I started training in earnest the first week of January, completing at least three training runs every week for the following (almost) five months. I ran in the snow and the sleet, I ran in Florida when we took a short February respite from winter, and didn’t even take a break when I spent a month in Prague.

My goal was the Buffalo Half Marathon on Sunday May 25, part of “Marathon Weekend” held in Buffalo every Memorial Day weekend. My daughter lives in Buffalo, so we went up Saturday and stayed overnight with her, which was wonderfully convenient since the race started at 6:30 a.m. Sunday morning. (We got up at 4:30.)

It was a very cool morning, about 45 degrees, but the skies were bright blue and cloudless, which was a big relief given the frequent rainy weather we’ve had of late. My husband Jack dropped me off near the start line around 6 a.m., then found a place to park and scouted out a spot along the race route to cheer me on.

Given that I knew this was going to be a once-in-a-lifetime experience for me, I started taking photos to help me remember the day. Having never done a race of this magnitude (5,000 people), everything was new to me. And downtown Buffalo was gorgeous in the morning sun, so I had to take some photos of that, too.

I had an enthusiastic cheer squad. My daughter and her best friend surprised me at one turn. My sisters-in-law camped out at another corner where I ran by them twice, and Jack managed to do some jogging of his own, posting up at four separate locations to see me run by multiple times.

The race route took us through city neighborhoods, through parks, by the Key Bank Center and all the way out onto the pier. It was a beautiful route on a beautiful day. I didn’t necessarily notice all the sights as I ran by because I was often focused on the wide variety of funny and encouraging signs people had made. (Like, “Smile, remember that you paid to do this!” and “Thanks to tariffs, this race is now 28% longer!”)

My goal when I stepped up to the start line was to finish the 13.1 miles in two and a half hours, a pretty achievable goal for a first-timer, I thought. Well, I’m pleased to report that my final time was 2:24.05, almost 6 minutes below my goal. I ran faster every mile of those 13 miles than I had at any time during my training. AND I placed 5th in my 65-69 age group. A race-day atmosphere will do that to a person.

So all in all, it was a fun experience. I wore a tutu and a fun shirt my friend designed, I smiled a lot, danced to some music along the route, laughed with some of my fellow runners, saw some beautiful scenery, and finished the race strong. I got to ring the “PR bell” at the end of the race and take the requisite post-race-holding-the-medal photos. I got a great shirt and left the post-race party with an armload of drinks and snacks. And my husband bought me flowers.

Thank you, Buffalo for a well-managed race, and I’ll see you again next year. But this time, I think I’ll run the 5K instead.

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(posted 5/27/2025)

I’m baaaack!!

14 May

You probably didn’t even miss me.

For the last month, (until two days ago) I’ve actually been blogging from across the pond — in Prague, Czechia to be specific. My husband Jack had secured a 6-week Fulbright Specialist consultant position in that beautiful city, which he started on April 1. Ten days after he got there, I joined him, and had four wonderful weeks to explore and discover, and become part of the community of Prague, before returning to Webster very early Tuesday morning.

I knew there was no way I could take a vacation from blogging for that long. So, before I left town I worked hard on writing a handful of blogs in advance, and scheduled them to post automatically. It was business as usual the rest of the time, connecting with the community through emails and texts to find blog topics. In short, I posted something every day I was there. There were a few night owls who might have wondered why I was cross-posting them to Facebook at, like, 1 a.m. (7 a.m. Prague time), but otherwise I hope no one noticed any difference.

This was actually our second trip to Prague. Back in October, when we were pretty sure that Jack would be awarded the Fulbright grant, we decided to visit the city for a few weeks to get to know it. When we got there, we were tourists. By the time we left, we felt like part of the community. We had learned so much about the city, the tram system, the best beer gardens, and even got comfortable using some of the language.

Thanks to that experience, when we got to Prague this time, we already felt like we were part of the community. Plus, the fact that we were familiar with the basics — the money, the public transportation, the grocery stores and most popular tourist attractions — meant we were free to explore even more deeply and discover things we hadn’t done in October.

Jack’s Fulbright work left us plenty of time to do that exploring. We took day trips to the Pilsner Urquell brewery and a cute little town called Český Krumlov. I went on a river cruise and did a Haunted Old Town guided tour. We went to a monastery beer festival on Jack’s birthday, and had a traditional Czech dinner at a restaurant for mine. We enjoyed the Easter markets, went to a Witches’ Night festival, cheered on some marathon runners, saw a light show projected on a building, saw peeing statues and a huge rotating Kafka head. We drank a lot of really good (and inexpensive) beer. We had the luxury of time to really discover many more things than we had seen in October. I was even able to keep up with my half marathon training, running miles in a nearby park. (Not easily; Prague is exceptionally hilly.)

Plus, we had visitors, so we were able to play tour guide and introduce them to some of our favorite places in the city. But our guests had also done their own research and guided us to places and things we hadn’t seen and done before. It was a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

Even five years ago, there was no way we could have imagined that we’d spend more than a month living in a city in which we didn’t know the language, in a country I’d have had a hard time finding on a map. Now, though, I would definitely say that Prague is one of my favorite places to visit.

By the way, I did keep a travel blog for friends and family. It’s called “Czeching out Prague.” It goes into much more detail about what I did on our adventure and has a lot more photos. If you’ve made it this far, you might be interested in reading that. You can see it here.

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(posted 5/14/2025)

Remembering Willow Point

29 Apr

I suspected that my blog — and subsequent article in last week’s Webster Heraldabout Willow Point Park would strike a chord with a lot of my readers. After all, Webster’s very own little amusement park was very popular during its 30-year life, and well loved by both adults and children. Indeed, I’ve received some fun and touching emails, a few of which I’d like to share with you.

Sharon F. wrote,

My Dad worked at Haloid’s (which was later named Xerox) and he would take our family to Willow Point Park every summer for his Haloid work picnic. Seeing your article on the park this morning brought a flood of memories back.

Jackson T. wrote,

I worked there for one summer during my first year at the UR and managed the golf driving range, a notable and very popular feature that you did not mention.  This was a very busy part of the park, and it even provided the visual excitement of watching golf balls being picked up from that huge, sloping lawn while people were still hitting other ones in that vicinity.

My favorite memory, though, came from Jean Palermo, who wrote:

Amazing that this article came out today as my husband (Samme) and I celebrate 58 years of meeting at Willow Point Park on April 16, 1967. We’ve been married for 55 years.

Jean sent me this photo that she and her husband took at a Willow Point photo booth in 1967.

If you’d like to explore a little deeper into Willow Point, you might be interested in this short movie, created by Frank Laloggia, a local filmmaker better known for his 1988 film, Lady in White. Apparently it was one of the first films he made, and it’s very much a tribute to the old park.

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(posted 4/29/2025)

April History Bit: Willow Point Park

15 Apr

We all know Seabreeze Amusement Park in Irondequoit. It’s been around for almost 150 years, making happy summer memories for generations. Fewer, however, will remember Willow Point Park, Webster’s very own amusement park. It was in business for only three decades, but to this day it evokes very fond memories.

Willow Point Park was located on Bay Road (where Willow Point Rd. is now), a little more than a half mile north of the Empire/Bay Rd. intersection. It was a small, rather quaint amusement park, quite different from the sprawling parks that today’s kids know today. But its more intimate atmosphere was one of Willow Point’s biggest draws, especially for young families. It was also popular because, despite its moderate size, it featured many unusual attractions which were – and are – hard to find at the bigger amusement parks.

Everett DeNeve opened the first incarnation of Willow Point Park in the early 1930s. It began as just a miniature golf course, but every year DeNeve expanded it with new attractions. By 1939, he sold Willow Point to Jack Garliner, who would direct its expansion well into the early 1960s. 

In many respects, Willow Point seemed more like a summer camp than an amusement park. Throughout its almost 30-year history, its various attractions included an archery range, trampoline, batting cages, tennis, volleyball, badminton and small boats. But of course there were also plenty of traditional amusements and rides, including an arcade, a roller coaster, carousel, tilt-a-whirl, kiddie rides (which by today’s standards were especially quaint), and several other rides for young thrill-seekers.

As Garliner added and swapped out features through the years, Willow Point became a favorite gathering place for all ages. Teens and young adults would crowd into the roller rink/dance hall to see nationally-known bands, and a bingo hall added in the 1950s attracted older adults. 

Garlinger even made sure that disadvantaged children could enjoy his park. In the 1950s, he started offering “free days” for blind children one day a year and provided free lunches. Those events were followed later by similar days for children with multiple sclerosis and cerebral palsy.

In 1964, a year before he died, Garliner offered to sell Willow Point Park to the Town of Webster, with no success. After Garliner’s death, Joseph Schuler bought Willow Point in 1966, and kept it open until Labor Day, 1968. The land sat vacant for years before it was redeveloped as the Waterview Townhouse Apartments complex.

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(posted 4/15/2025)

Five years of neighborliness

27 Mar

An every-evening tradition that has brought an entire neighborhood together is still going strong — without a break — even after five years.

Every evening for the last five years (and I mean EVERY evening), the residents of the Brooksboro neighborhood on Webster’s north side have been gathering at the end of Jack Turan’s driveway for a kind of happy hour, sharing a beverage, conversation and a few laughs.

The tradition began in March 2020, just as the pandemic was shutting the world down. You remember those awful days; we were resigning ourselves to putting our lives, and relationships with our friends and family members on hold for the foreseeable future.

That idea didn’t sit well with Jack Turan. He’d heard about how, in small towns all across Italy, residents were opening their shutters, sitting in their windows with their glasses of wine, and singing. The story gave him an idea: how about meeting up with his neighbors, outdoors, to enjoy a beverage and socially-distanced conversation?

That was the evening of March 22, 2020, and the beginning of a tradition that has continued ever since. Every night, Jack stands out at the end of his driveway with a beverage, welcoming anyone to stop by for a chat. And he does so regardless of the weather or the temperature. Remember those really cold days in January? Jack was out there. No way was he going to be the one to break the tradition.

“There has to be at least two people” to make it official, Jack said. “That’s the rule.” The frigid temperatures did, however, prompt Jack to (at least temporarily) reduce the required time spent outside from 15 minutes to 10 minutes.

Last Saturday, five years to the day it all began, the weather cooperated. Skies were sunny, the temperatures were tolerable, and Jack had a lot of company at the end of his driveway. Almost two dozen neighbors, with their kids and dogs, gathered that evening to commemorate their long-running neighborhood tradition. There were beverages, of course, but also a nice selection of hors d’oeuvres and sweet treats, supplemented by ice cream from Bruster’s and mac & cheese from M.O. Pasta. Jack grilled hot dogs, and emcee Alex Scialdone played dance tunes.

The neighbors hold these anniversary gatherings every year, and even had one to mark the 1,000-day mark (I blogged about that event here). The celebrations are pretty much the same every year, just another opportunity to enjoy a nice evening outside with friends. The children get bigger and there’s usually a new dog or two. But there always seems to be a fun new twist every year.

This time, emcee Alex had upgraded the previous year’s paper plate awards to shiny statuettes, personalized for each attendee with whimsical award designations, like “Secretly a Fish,” “Best Drinking ‘Buddy’,” and “Harder to Track Down Than Someone in Witness Protection.” Also new this year was a “What the heck is this?” game. Neighbors were invited to bring an unusual item from home, and everyone tried to guess what each of the almost 20 items was. 

In the short time I spent there Saturday night, I heard some discussion about how much longer these daily gatherings should continue. I got the sense, though, that no one really wanted to think about that.

Even if it does eventually run its course, Jack Turan can rest easy knowing that his little social experiment accomplished exactly what it was designed to do: bring people together.

Garrett Wagner from Webster NOW was there making a video about the event. You can check that out here.

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(posted 3/27/2025)