I'm a Buffalo native, 76 yrs old. My grandfather was the Fire Dept Chief for South Buffalo, all the industrial areas. My dad was shot down in WW2 and never recovered fully and died when I was six, so my grandfather would often take me in his chiefs car on Saturday's to give my mom a break. the stops included visits to tavern's in the morning, the back rooms of barber shops,etc. Sometimes we would go to Fort Erie and I would get to ride on the guide ponies at the track. Scene straight out of Damon Runyon. I would love to see everything fair and square as well.