The only time I was ever in Buffalo was during a January blizzard in ’84 in a van with seven heavily smoking Poles for a Solidarity conference. We stayed at the Lord and Lady Baltimore Motel. I brought goose rillettes from my Christmas geese and they loved me for that. My roommate brought extra toilet paper.
Thus begins a series of intermittent memories of my eight years spent supporting Poland’s Solidarnosc movement, mainly the underground press, which has today morphed into the leading daily Gazeta Wyborcza.
Comment by Lewis Whittington on September 16, 2010 at 12:21 pm
too good. now that’s a shuffle off to Buffalo to remember. Can’t wait for the full backseatstory on Solidarnosc. Skoal!