A earlier time on the Canadian shore. That's my Uncle John, grandfather Paul and father Jim Nolan at the beach. Paul and my grandmother Isabel would rent a house at Rose Hill, and Paul would commute by car, boat and bus to his job at Pratt & Lambert in Buffalo.
From left: Doug Moog, Charlie Epes, Rick Halpern, Nick Bakay, Kingman Bassett, Sr.
A photo from Charlie Epes of a 1960s cookout at Kingman Bassett's house in Rose Hill, Canada, across the Peace Bridge from Buffalo. Looks like cheeseburgers on the (typically rusty) BFG. Somebody once told me that at dinner time, you could hear the whirr of the blowers cranking up from house to house along the shore. Thanks, Charlie, for posting this on Facebook and letting me share it here.
A snap of my dad's old dog, Smokey, running down a 1930s Buffalo street, back before leash laws. As I recount in The Secret of Math below, Smokey could say "I want one!" according to my father. When I told my kindergarten teacher that maybe some animals could talk, specifically Smokey, I was laughed out of class by her and my classmates. This led me to question some of my father's other claims, for instance, that the secret of math was "a sharp pencil." Now, a YouTube video has shaken me to the core. A dog that can say "I love you" as clear as day, here. And there are countless other posts of talking dogs.
My father was telling the truth after all. So the secret of math is a sharp pencil? My hair was too long? Dad, I'm sorry I ever doubted you. Happy Father's Day to the World's Greatest Dad.