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Lions sponsor ‘Tame Your Mane’ event

The Dunkirk Fredonia Lions Club participated in the Dunkirk City Back to School Bash on Aug. 25 by sponsoring a “Tame Your Mane” event which offered free back-to-school haircuts for children. Local barber and stylists Joshua Cave, Kat Buchanan and Maya Lapp volunteered their services, ...

Westfield Hospital Foundation welcomes new board member

The Westfield Memorial Hospital Foundation recently welcomed Nancy Scriven to its Board of Directors. A lifelong resident of Westfield, Scriven brings extensive professional, community, and fundraising experience to the hospital Foundation. She spent 28 years as a secretary at Welch Foods ...

School year’s start brings trip down memory lane

As another school year begins I am always reminded of my first-grade year and my teacher Mrs. Toni Harris. I believe that my education started at the tail end of a very unique era in American education. I learned to read from primers that described Spot, Dick, Jack and Jane engaged in ...

Before saddling up, there’s work to be done

By the time a rider climbs into the saddle at Centaur Stride, dozens of people, countless hours of work, and a whole lot of hay have already made that moment possible. Have you ever thought about getting a horse? Maybe you've even dreamed about starting a therapeutic riding center. It is easy to understand why. Horses have an extraordinary ability to connect with people, and the benefits of being around them can be profound. But what isn't always visible from the saddle is everything that happens behind the scenes. At Centaur Stride, a therapeutic riding center in Westfield, the ...

Atrocious bridge Troll was finally won over

It’s no secret that people read less today. It’s a slow process, and we live in a fast world. There might be, however, a growing appetite for shorter readings. The following is an example of the genre called flash fiction — stories of less than a thousand words. It’s a parody of a classic children’s story. Location is everything, and the troll who lived under the wooden footbridge was shrewdly aware of that fact. On hot days, fish lollygagged there in the shaded waters, easy prey for his quick, thorny hands. At night, he slithered up the creek banks where he hunched in the ...