The typewriter font is unusual on these postcards. I imagine this one was published by a smaller publisher, but I’ll never know because I mailed it away to a Buffalo Bills fan during the season.
A mere two winters ago I was running in Central Park almost daily. My wife had a short-term assignment at Lenox Hill Hospital and we lived in a tiny studio on the Upper West Side. At 5:30 we would meet near the John Lennon memorial, each day a little less dark than the one before.
This was called the Great Western Gateway because it’s the most level route to the interior of the U.S. anywhere between Maine and Georgia. The “Great” part of the name fell out of use somewhere along the way.
2021 is supposed to be the fourth and final year of an improvement project here that was to include a decorative perimeter fence, landscaping, replacement of walkways, and updates to the lighting fixtures and two water fountains (one pictured). I wonder how it’s coming along.
Near this spot today is a floating stage where you can attend events by boat, things like Samoan Fire Knife Dances.
Albany State’s team nickname used to be the Pedagogues. In the 1970s it was changed to the Great Danes, and now the college is known as the University at Albany.