Introduction

Above: Patty and Dad

Neil and Moey

I fancied myself a cheerleader ( St Teresa's didn'

Front: Neil, Moey( on Tim's lap) Mary holding Patty, Denny holding Joey,Colleen  Back: Peggy, Joanne

t share my enthusiasm) and practiced at home in front of the living room mirror. Unfortunately the inappropriate attire I chose caused me to get my feet stuck in my nightgown and I fell on my rump when attempting a jump.

I made some pants for Patty out of drapes that Grandpa Farrell's dead beat renter left. They were a bit scratchy,a tad large, and  the stripes went in different directions. I was always on the creative side!

Joey got the waistband of his pajamas bottoms caught on the doorknob probably when attempting to run after saying or doing something BAD. Mom and Moey were the  the only witnesses.

I started this site because I want to record some of the memories I have of my younger years. I have heard that we sometimes create memories so I'm not certain if these memories have any basis in reality or not but I'm hoping that some of them may be verified by others. I also want my children to be able to read about the old times because I know they get tired of hearing my stories. Some day perhaps they will be of interest to them.

I welcome others to share their stories of life in South Buffalo or to comment /dispute my interpretation of reality. I realize time and distance have separated me and your clarity may be helpful in recreating a richer, more interesting, and informative retelling of an event.

I grew up on Sage Avenue off Seneca Street and attended St. Teresa's. When I come to Buffalo I enjoy sharing these stories and the happiness and companionship they provide. I also find myself trying to vividly recall not only the structural components but the visceral and sensory elements associated with these places, events, and situations.