A Few Notes on Love for Jillian and Seamus

My sister Jillian and her husband Seamus asked me to give a reading at their wedding on October 22, 2011. I decided to write my own reading and came up with this…

Delivering the reading at Jillian and Seamus's wedding. Photo courtesy of Kaz Photography (www.kaz-photos.com)

Delivering the reading at Jillian and Seamus's wedding. Photo courtesy of Kaz Photography (www.kaz-photos.com)

When Jillian asked me to share a few words during her wedding ceremony, I was honored. I was also surprised that Seamus agreed to it, knowing that the end result may be a series of inappropriate jokes or embarrassing stories in the middle of one of the most important moments of their lives.

I’ll hold off of the embarrassing stuff for now… you can just wait until the wedding reception for that.

While I’m honored by this opportunity to be a part of Jillian and Seamus’s wedding, I wouldn’t call me myself an expert on love. I mean, I know a little bit about love, but I’d say I’m still learning.

But then again, unless you’re Dr. Phil or Maury Povitch, is anyone really an expert on love? Look at Steve Jobs, he did a lot of amazing things for our world, but when it comes to love… there’s still no app for that.

So as I began writing this speech, I set out on a mission to answer the big question… What is love?

I started by looking at what other people had to say about love…

And as a guy who loves Leo DiCaprio and Claire Danes in the Romeo and Juliet remake, I figure where better to kick off the search than with old Billy Shakespeare…

In one of his sonnets, he wrote…

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

OK, so translation please?

True love is strong and unshakable. It can weather any storm.

It’s a guiding light for the weary or lost.

The real value of love can never be measured, but you can sense when love has grown to fill your life.

Love endures forever, until you take your last breath.

Thanks, Shakespeare. That’s a good start. Where to next on this love search?

Many people use the bible as a guide in life. Certainly, the good book must have some advice for a chap on an exploration of love.

So, look no further than the 1 Corinthians 13.

1 What if I could speak all languages of humans and of angels? If I did not love others, I would be nothing more than a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.

2 What if I could prophesy and understand all secrets and all knowledge? And what if I had faith that moved mountains? I would be nothing unless I loved others.

3 What if I gave away all that I owned and let myself be burned alive? [a] I would gain nothing, unless I loved others.

4 Love is kind and patient, never jealous, boastful, proud, or 5rude.

Love isn’t selfish or quick tempered. It doesn’t keep a record of wrongs that others do.

6 Love rejoices in the truth, but not in evil.

7 Love is always supportive, loyal, hopeful, and trusting.

8 Love never fails!

(Now, just jumping down a couple lines…)

13For now there are faith, hope, and love.

But of these three, the greatest is love.

I think we’re getting somewhere now. I think the verse is telling us that love is not something you search for in life… but it is love that should guide your life.

Love provides the roadmap to a happy, fulfilling life.

You may be the most knowledgeable person in this room or any room. You may possess great skills that set you apart from others. You may have all the riches in the world, and you may even be willing to give it all away in a big, showy display for everyone to see.

But without love, without loving others, it’s pointless. You’re wasting your time.

Kindness, patience, selflessness, trust, loyalty, support – if you have that, you have love.

Then there’s the part about faith, hope and love. Love is the greatest of these because all that we value in this world is derived from love. Even intangibles like faith and hope are derivatives of love.

I feel like we’ve made some good progress on this journey. But just to make sure we cover our bases, I wanted to look into what one of America’s greatest philosophers had to say about how one should go about recognizing love. And while this individual did not write these words, I believe it was she, who recited them most eloquently.

Does he love me, I want to know.
How can I tell if he loves me so?

(Is it in his eyes?)
Oh no, you’ll be deceived.
(Is it in his eyes?)
Oh no he’ll make believe.
If you wanna know if he loves you so, it’s in his kiss.
(That’s where it is.)

Is it in his face?
Oh no, that’s just his charm
In his warm embrace?
Oh no, that’s just his arms.
If you wanna know if he loves you so, it’s in his kiss.

Oh, Oh, Oh, hug him.
Squeeze him tight,
To find out what you want to know.
If it’s love, if it really is, it’s there in his kiss
Oh, oh, it’s in his kiss

Yes, that’s where it is.

Thank you, Cher. Always remember, true love may be hard to find and even more difficult to define, but you’ll know when you have it. Because, as Cher reiterated when she recorded the Shoop-Shoop Song in 1991, it’s in his kiss.

Well, Jillian, is it? Is it in his kiss?

But to come back to the first question… what is love?

I don’t know.

Does anyone really know what love is, in general? I don’t think it’s a question you can answer for others in the broad sense of the word, love.

We know love when we have it, and we crave love when we don’t.

But everybody’s love is different. You know your own love. Jillian and Seamus know their love. And we know Jillian and Seamus are in love.

When you look at them, you can feel it. You see it in the smiles they share, in their personal connection, in their devotion to each other. You know it’s love because while they are strong independently… together, they are even stronger. The love that Jillian and Seamus share is a force to be reckoned with.

Love is unique. Love is inspiring. Love is a necessity. Food, water, shelter and love – we can’t live without any one of them.

Love is something we must all cherish, and today we celebrate the love of Jillian and Seamus.

Congratulations.

A Eulogy for Grandma Mack

On behalf of our family, I wanted to share a few thoughts and feelings with everyone who has joined us today to remember Esther Mackowiak and celebrate her life.

Grandma Mack to me and my sisters, Busia to our cousins, Mother to our parents, aunts and uncles, dear friend to so many others – she lived life for others. She lived life for us.

I think we all feel very fortunate to have been able to share in her 91 years of life. There’s no question that hers was a life to celebrate.

A woman unburdened by the kind of selfishness that brings down so many, Grandma Mack wanted her friends and family to rely on her. She was always there for us whenever we needed her – whether it be for a couple of bucks for lunch money, or a few hours to watch one of us grandchildren, or for a few words of encouragement, or a warm hug to dry some tears.

In the days since Grandma Mack passed, I’d say we’ve shared more laughs, than we have tears. And I think that is evidence of a woman who lived a full, happy life. It’s indicative of the type of woman she was.

She wanted smiles and laughs, more than she wanted any material thing. There are few individuals in this world who have made more people smile and laugh than Esther Mackowiak.

We’ll always fondly remember the biggest smiles and loudest laughs.

Always loving, always caring, our Grandmother instilled faith, family and community in all of her grandchildren. She didn’t do it through lectures or anything like that. She instilled the important values of faith, family and community through example. Those were the values she lived.

She wanted us to work hard – to strengthen our faith, to grow our family bonds tighter and to make a difference for our community.

And we wanted nothing more than to make our Grandmother proud. We’d say that extra Hail Mary in church. We’d try to tell jokes to extinguish any sense of tension. We got involved in school and community groups to help others.

And it was the hard work that made her proud. She bragged about our accomplishments, and she was there for us if we were to stumble or fail.

In his eulogy of Robert F. Kennedy, Ted Kennedy read a few words that Robert had written about his father Joseph. Words that also describe the relationship we shared with our Grandma.

“What it really all adds up to is love – not love as it is described with such facility in popular magazines, but the kind of love that is affection and respect, order and encouragement, and support. Our awareness of this was an incalculable source of strength, and because real love is something unselfish and involves sacrifice and giving, we could not help but profit from it.”

That is exactly the kind of love that we received from our Grandmother.

Unconditional, limitless affection.

Respect for where we’ve been, and support and encouragement for where we’re going.

Unselfishly willing to make sacrifices for others.

Our Grandmother’s love is the foundation upon which this family was built. A strong foundation that can weather any storm, it’s what Grandma Mack left behind for us to cherish for years and years into the future.

Over the past few days, there’s been a lot of talk about food. Whether it was Grandma’s golabki or pierogis, chop suey or meatloaf, we all looked forward to Sunday afternoons at Grandma’s house to enjoy a delicious lunch with the family.

And as much as Grandma loved filling our bellies with her healthy portions of delicious eats, I think food was just her tool to get the family together.

It worked time and time again. No matter what you may have had going on, it was nearly impossible to turn down a Grandma-cooked lunch. I think you have to credit Grandma and her golabki for keeping the family ties close and strong.

As we mourn our loss and celebrate heaven’s gain, we are for grateful everything that Grandma did for us and for our family.

She was a kind, generous, caring woman who put her family before herself.

She loved to have a good time.

She laid down the law, and she’d be ready to throw down if you messed with her family.

She worked hard. She lived a life fueled by faith.

She trotted the globe looking for new adventures.

She was the most interesting Grandma in the world.

As Christians, we try to live in the example of Jesus. We know it’s an impossible task – none of us can live without sin – but it’s what we strive to do.

Well, I – for one – am going to strive to live in the example of Esther Mackowiak – a life driven by faith, family and community.

I hope I can make her proud.

Grandma, thank you for your love, for the laughs, for all you instilled in us. We love you and we’ll miss you.

Thank you.

Close to Home

President finally visits Western New York

Originally published May 14, 2010 in the Dunkirk OBSERVER

By JOHN MACKOWIAK, OBSERVER Staff Writer

BUFFALO – In a region that has been nicknamed the Rust Belt, in a city that’s experienced significant population loss, in a neighborhood hungry for investment, President Barack Obama – who campaigned on a message of hope and change – gave hopeful yet realistic remarks about economic recovery to a manufacturing company that has exhibited growth amid recession.

“If you’re still looking for a job out there, it’s still a recession,” Obama said. “If you can’t pay your bills or your mortgage, it’s still a recession. No matter what the economists say, it’s not a real recovery until people feel it in their own lives.

“But I want to just say to Buffalo, I want to say to all of you, and I want to say to America, we can say beyond a shadow of a doubt: today, we are heading in the right direction.”

Obama visited the facilities of Industrial Support Inc., or ISI, at 36 Depot St. in Buffalo to discuss the role of small business in helping the American economy rebound.

When he took office, the nation was in economic free fall – about 750,000 jobs were being lost each month. Preventing “another Great Depression” was “job number one” for his administration, Obama said.

The president acknowledged that times have been tough in Western New York long before the global recession began.

“It’s been tough everywhere but cities like Buffalo have been especially hard hit,” he said. “Even before the most recent downturn began – years before – you were seeing jobs disappear and factories shut their doors.”

He called such economic trends “tough on families and devastating to communities.”

And now after some drastic measures to reverse the decline – the Recovery Act, saving the American auto industry, preventing the collapse of giant investment banks – the economy has begun to show signs of recovery.

In April, 290,000 jobs were created.

However, Obama said, the government’s role in job creation and economic growth must be limited.

“Government can’t create jobs, but it can create the conditions for small businesses to grow and thrive and hire more workers,” he said. “Government can’t guarantee a company’s success, but it can knock down the barriers that prevent small business owners from getting loans or investing in the future.”

The president visited ISI to highlight small business as the engine for future economic growth. Founded in 1995, ISI started with just five workers. Today, the company employs about 70 people. Over the past decade and a half, Obama said, small businesses have created 65 percent of all jobs nationwide.

The Obama administration has committed to supporting small business development.

“America’s small business owners – people like (ISI President) Dave Sullivan – have always been the backbone of America’s economy,” Obama said. “These entrepreneurial pioneers, they embody the spirit of possibility, the tireless work ethic and the simple hope for something better that lies at the heart of the American ideal.”

Included in the Recovery Act were loans to small businesses, awarded through the Small Business Administration. Sullivan received one of these loans last year to help him expand his company.

“It’s a loan that allowed him to pay the bills and purchase new equipment. Last fall, he was even able to increase his workforce,” Obama said. “And today, he feels optimistic that he’ll be able to hire more workers in the near future.”

The Recovery Act has supported over 63,000 loans to small businesses, which adds up to about $26 billion in new lending, the president said.

Last week, Obama delivered a piece of legislation that includes a small business credit initiative to congress.

Mostly positive reactions to presidential visit

Originally published May 14, 2010 in the Dunkirk OBSERVER.

By JOHN MACKOWIAK, OBSERVER Staff Writer

The machinery was shut down and work came to a halt at Industrial Support Inc., or ISI, as the Buffalo-based manufacturing company welcomed President Barack Obama.

A diverse – politically, ethnically, socioeconomically – crowd gathered at the factory for a chance to hear from the president on his first-ever trip to Western New York.

Waiting in anticipation for the arrival and words of the president, excitement was visible on the faces of elected officials, small business owners, ISI factory workers and their children, community activists and members of the media.

“It’s tremendous. We’re honored,” said ISI President Dave Sullivan, about Obama visiting his company. “We have great employees, and it shows their hard work and the accomplishments they’ve achieved to make this possible.”

Sullivan built ISI from a five-employee company to what it is today, employing about 70 people?

Max Branham, vice president of operations at ISI, echoed Sullivan. The hard work of their employees have driven their success, leading to this presidential visit, he said.

“It’s a tribute to the people that work here – all these people that put in a lot of hard work. We really like our factory. We think we have a good work force, a good working environment,” Branham said. “And the people do a good job for us. It’s the thrill of a lifetime, just to have the President of the United States visit your facility. You’re here, our children are here, our grand children are here, it’s something that’s a once-in-a-lifetime experience.”

Dunkirk resident Natalie Luczkowiak has been hard-at-work, volunteering for Organizing for America, or OFA, since before the organization’s name was changed from Obama for America.

Thursday, Luczkowiak finally got the chance to meet the man for whom she has worked so diligently. After taking a picture with and shaking the hand of the president, she said she was surprised and shocked to have the opportunity to share a few words with Obama.

“I always thought that if I was going to have a chance to say anything to him, I wanted it to be encouraging words to him,” Luczkowiak said, “because I know there’s a lot of rhetoric out there that is very discouraging. But I think he’s an inspiration, so I just wanted to say something that would make him feel good and encouraged.”

So what did she say? “‘I’m Natalie Luczkowiak from Chautauqua County, with your organization,’ and I said, ‘You’re amazing, and we’re so proud of you.’”

The president was humble in response to her kind words, Luczkowiak said. And while she doesn’t remember exactly everything he said, he thanked her for her hard work.

Congressman Brian Higgins, D-South Buffalo, also shared a conversation with the president Thursday.

“I’ve talked (to the president) about the great people of Buffalo and Western New York, the extraordinary resilience of the people of Buffalo and Western New York and businesses here who have stayed here, who have reinvested and who are now experiencing good growth like this company here,” Higgins said.

When asked about his thoughts as he waited for Obama to come on stage and give his remarks, Higgins said, “first of all, the people of Buffalo and Western New York have been very welcoming, including a lot of folks from Chautauqua County – both north and south – that are here today.”

ISI can serve as a national model for small business growth, Higgins said. He hopes he’ll be able to soon say the same about Western New York serving as a model for the economic growth.

“We can innovate, but we have to be courageous enough to embrace change, to embrace new technology, including green technology to be in a continuous improvement mode,” Higgins said. “And that way, you’ll come up with new business investment and job growth. You can’t become complacent. You always figure out whatever it is you’re doing today, how you can do it more efficiently tomorrow.”

Buffalo Mayor Byron Brown said the presidential visit signifies that the White House is aware not only of the challenges facing the region, but also the opportunities.

“It’s incredibly meaningful to Buffalo, but it’s meaningful to all of Western New York and upstate New York that the president is focusing his Main Street Tour on an upstate New York city,” Brown said. “It shows that he’s listening, that his staff is listening. And that he is formulating strategies that while they will impact and help all of America, they will also help upstate New York.”

Greg Krause wore a shirt that declared his support of gubernatorial candidate Carl Paladino. He said he was a Republican, and he added, “he’s not going to talk about anything I want to listen to.”

“I’m very excited about it,” Krause still admitted. “I don’t support the president, but I do support the office of the president.”

Krause was skeptical of what Obama will gain from his Buffalo trip.

“It’s a quick little visit. He’s going to talk for a little while, and he’ll forget about it tomorrow.”

ISI employee Sal Pecoraro was joined by his sons Sal Jr., 8, and Steven, 14,. Sal Sr. was thrilled to be able to share the moment with his children.

“It’s a chance of a lifetime,” Sal Sr. said. “I’m glad we’re here. I’m glad I’m here. I’m glad he picked our company. And I’m glad he’ll speak on behalf of all the people of the United States – the blue-collar worker.”

Sal Jr. said he’s excited to see the president in “real life.” He said he wants to move to Washington, D.C. when he gets older but not to be president.

“I want to maybe become a chef,” he said.

The Fresh Scar on Our Weary City

By JOHN MACKOWIAK

When I stepped outside, I could smell it. A campfire after a thunderstorm.

The scent of wet, burning wood filled my nose.

I had seen pictures and watched video of the fire, but I wasn’t ready for the smell. It hadn’t been lingering like that when I got to the office around 8 p.m.

A thick cloud of smoke billowed over the heart of the city. A century of Dunkirk’s memories hovering above me. Standing on Second Street, next to the OBSERVER offices, I stared, gawking at tragedy.

Fire had ripped through the Masonic Temple building. Little remained.

I hung my head for a moment, pondering what it meant for the city. We, Dunkirk, need to rebuild. Fire had ravaged the center of the city.  The site of this historic building cannot forever remain an empty lot. Reconstruct, we must.

But where will the money come from. These are tough times. I fear our downtown will be gutted, leaving nothing. Vacant land with a fence around it. “Do not enter.”

Sitting in my car, I thought I was on my way home. Instead, I turned right on Washington Avenue, not left. I headed toward the smoldering building—or at least whatever was left of it.

It was already close to midnight, and I was tired. But I couldn’t go home yet. I just couldn’t.

I needed to see the destruction. The fresh scar on our weary city.

I parked in the municipal parking lot behind city hall. It was cold. Frigid. I zipped my green North Face jacket up to my neck and dug my hands into my pockets.

I turned my head to the sky. The smoke floated over my head—no, the smoke hung. It was too heavy to float.

Huge, thick hoses continued to pour water onto the building’s remains. Reports said the fire threatened nearby structures, but most of the damage to those buildings would be water damage.

Firefighters doused the roof. Shot water through broken windows. Rivers of water, non-stop.

You could have filled a large pond or a small lake with the water dumped on the 300-block of Central Avenue.

Good thing we live on a great lake.

With fire hydrants pumping at maximum and the water treatment plant doing what it could to keep pace, the fire companies ran a hose right down the center of Central to Lake Erie.

In the office, we had joked tomorrow’s headline would actually read, “Lake Runs Dry,” not “Fire Rages in City.”

Inappropriate to joke, but with tragedy comes the occasional moment of necessary comic relief.

I walked closer to the devastation, as close as I could get. Yellow tape stopped me at the corner of Central Avenue and Third Street.

The air was thick. Difficult to breathe. I tried to suck in as much as I could, attempting to fill my lungs. I coughed, almost a hack. How do firefighters do it? Shaking it off, I stood my ground.

I needed to see the destruction. The fresh scar on our weary city.

It was an eerie sight.

It was, quite literally, the middle of the night. Darkness should have put the city to bed hours ago. I grabbed my cell phone from my jacket’s pocket. The display told me it was 12:03 a.m.

Yet still, light shined on heartbreak.

Enormous flood lights filled the street with brightness. So bright, I felt I could hit a washed-up major-leaguer’s fastball.

By this point, most of the action had settled. Firefighters—it seemed there were dozens of them—milled around. Little fire left to fight. Much of the blaze had been snuffed out.

Earlier, other reporters chattered about the size of the flames, or the best picture angle. The biggest fire the city had seen since 1989. I was there for the late-night aftermath.

It was a much different scene than the one I had heard described. Sadder. More depressing.

Groups of firemen, cold and damp, stood in circles and talked. Many still wore their helmets.

At first, I figured they were discussing strategy. But on second look, their expressions seemed too relaxed for that. Tired grins and drooping eyelids. One guy lit a cigarette.

Ironic, I thought.

Rushing water cascaded down the street. A waterfall plummeted from the building. A man-made flash flood.

I gazed, alone in my thoughts, at the brightly-lit Masonic Temple Building, mountains of smoke still surging out of its roof. I could not believe what had happened to the 300-block of Central Avenue.

I had seen enough.

As I walked back to my car, mist gently fell on my face. A slight eastward wind sent tiny drops water toward Washington Avenue.

Lifting my eyes up to the heavens, I saw small, white flakes fall from above me. I wasn’t sure if it was snow or ash.

At least nobody was hurt, I thought. Thank God.

I left the destruction behind. The fresh scar on our weary city.

Wells held over for grand jury

Originally published Feb. 11, 2010 in The Observer

By JOHN MACKOWIAK
OBSERVER Staff Writer

In a preliminary hearing Wednesday, Village Justice David Prince ruled there is sufficient evidence stacked against Jason P. Wells, 37, for his second-degree murder charge to move to the county for action by the grand jury.

Wells is charged with second-degree murder in the death of Ruth Fisk.

If the grand jury indicts Wells, he will be arraigned on that indictment in front of a Chautauqua County court judge.

“We put in what we felt we need to put in in order to get the case held over for action by the grand jury,” said District Attorney David Foley. “We were successful in what we needed to do today.”

Prince did not set bail because local courts are not permitted to set bail when an individual is charged with second-degree murder or any other A1 felony. Wells will be held in Chautauqua County Jail. According to Foley, the defense has the option of submitting an application for bail to a superior court.

Public Defender William Coughlin and Assistant Public Defender Janice Slaton served as counsel for Wells.

Foley called on three witnesses to relive their observations and experiences from Friday, Feb. 5 the day Wells was arrested.

The testimonies of Village Police Officer John Ferrara, Village Police Sergeant David Price and County Coroner Richard Mackowiak filled in the details of the crime.

Scheduled to work the hours of 7 a.m. to 3 p.m. on Feb. 5, uniformed Officer Ferrara was one of the first responders to arrive on the scene One Temple Square, apartment 301. The time was 12:18 p.m. when he was dispatched.

After being greeted at the Temple Street complex by an apartment manager, Ferrara was escorted to the crime scene, along with another village police officer and an EMT.

The door to apartment 301 was partially open, Ferrara said. Inside, a white male was sitting on a couch with multiple beer cans on the floor around him. Ferrara noticed stains, which appeared to be blood, on his pants.

“Do you see that man in this room?” Foley asked, while Ferrara was on the stand.

“Yes, he is sitting next to Mr. Coughlin,” Ferrara responded, referring to Wells.

Ferrara continued with his description of events.

“I asked, ‘What’s going on here?’” Ferrara said.

Wells proceeded to give a tale of what happened. Wells said he found Fisk’s body in the parking lot and decided to bring the body up to his apartment.

Then, at approximately 12:25 p.m., Ferrara stopped Wells from saying any more, and, believing Wells would be a person of interest, he read Wells his Miranda rights. Ferrara asked him if he understood and if he wanted to continue answering questions.

Ferrara recalled Wells responding, “Yes sir. I’ll answer anything you want.”

Shortly after, Sergeant Price arrived on the scene. The decision was made to take Wells to the police station.

Since Wells was not wearing any shoes, Ferrara took Wells to his bedroom to get a pair. There, Ferrara observed stains on the floor and a stained pair of pants on the bed. The stains were believed to be blood.

Before being taken to the station, Wells told Ferrara where he had found the body. Ferrara examined the site and said there appeared to be no blood stains at the location. Wells also alleged that he carried Fisk’s body from the parking lot to the building in a grocery cart.

Pointing out which cart he had used, Ferrara looked at the cart and saw no blood evidence. Regardless, an apartment manger was asked to lock the cart in a room, anticipating that it would become evidence.

Wells was then taken to the village police station. Ferrara and Sheriff’s Investigator James Hanson questioned Wells.

During the interrogation, Wells tried to give the same story he had started telling Ferrara earlier.

It was Wednesday night, Ferrara recalled Wells saying, when he found Fisk dead. According to Wells’s first statement of events, he attempted to call Lakeshore Hospital to contact the morgue, so they could pick up the body.

“We (Deputy Hanson and I) weren’t comfortable with what he was saying,” Ferrara said. He added, “We called him a liar.”

The questioners asked Wells if he killed Fisk.

Wells relented. He changed his story, confessing to the crime.

“I killed her,” Wells said, according to Ferrara’s testimony.

Wells asked the officers if he could type or write his own statement. Over the course of approximately 30 minutes, Wells typed his statement.

During the hearing, Foley inquired whether Ferrara could recall what Wells had said in his confession statement. However, before Ferrara could tell the court about Wells’s own retelling of the event, the defense requested the statement be instituted as evidence and considered by Justice Prince without Ferrara reviewing it in his testimony.

Later that day, at approximately 6:15 p.m., Sergeant Price and a sheriff’s deputy spoke to Wells, asking follow-up questions, according to Price’s testimony. Price entered Wells’s answers into a computer and printed the statement.

While it was entered as evidence, this statement, too, was not reviewed in court at the request of the defense.

However, Coroner Mackowiak did report the matter and cause of death, which was determined following a Feb. 6 autopsy by the Erie County Medical Examiner.

“(I found) the manner of death to be homicide,” Mackowiak said.

The cause of death was strangulation and blunt and sharp-forced trauma, according to the coroner’s testimony.

Foley still has not yet received the official autopsy report from the medical examiner. Also, he could not confirm whether the observed stains had been blood. The evidence still has not been tested.

“We’re still less than a week into this,” Foley said. “I mean, we at some point, have to sit down, look at what evidence was collected, make a determination as to what will be sent to be tested.

“It’s a tragic and really awful situation,” Foley added. “You’re dealing with an elderly individual. It’s tragic. It’s upsetting to the community, and it’s an unfortunate situation.”

Town hall meeting

Gowanda residents push for answers on TLC

Originally published Feb. 7, 2010 in The Observer

By JOHN MACKOWIAK
OBSERVER Staff Writer

GOWANDA – About 85 passionate questioners filled the seats of Gowanda Central School’s auditorium Saturday for a chance to get answers out of their congressman.

It was U.S. Rep. Eric Massa’s (D-N.Y.) 79th town hall meeting since he took office last year.

“It’s my education. In other words, people educating me,” Massa said, referring to why he holds town hall gatherings so frequently, “and my opportunity to provide feedback on the situation as I know it.”

The congressman warned his audience they might not like everything he says, but he assured them he will speak the truth.

“I don’t have all the answers, but I’m not going to stand here and pander to you to make you feel good. I have spent my entire adult-life watching people get elected, telling me what I want to hear,” Massa said. “I don’t know how many times in my life I’ve heard someone tell me what I want to hear and it turns out they knew – and I knew – that that wasn’t the case.”

Over the course of the two-hour event, Massa and his constituents held a lively – and sometimes heated – discussion touching on everything from health care to defense spending, from the federal budget to renewable energy.

But the one thing that seemed to be on everybody’s mind was Tri-County Memorial Hospital.

“It’s gosh darn scary to think we’d have to travel 40 minutes for hospital care,” said Barbara Nephew, a Gowanda resident.

“When we talk about millions for local construction projects and we talk about hundreds of billions for Iraq and Afghanistan,” Massa said, “I think we can solve this problem.”

On Jan. 29, Massa wrote a joint letter with U.S. Sen. Charles Schumer to the Federal Emergency Management Administration. In the letter, the Massa and Schumer outlined reasons why FEMA must distribute relocation assistance funds to Tri-County.

“The hospital’s closure is taxing the community and local health care services to the extreme and they need help,” the lawmakers wrote in the letter. They later added, “Tri-County Memorial Hospital provides critical health care services to Gowanda and the surrounding communities and the longer it remains out of service, the more lives will be negatively impacted.”

Explaining that letters are still very powerful in Washington, Massa made it clear that he and his colleagues in Congress stand with Gowanda. They want to see Tri-County up and running as quickly as possible.

“I am cautiously optimistic that we will win a good portion of this fight,” Massa said. “I do know that we have friends up the chain in FEMA who want to help us find a way to restore the funding necessary to recreate these critical medical functions because of the distance we are from alternatives.”

After James Gunnersen, a Gowanda resident and TLC Health Network employee, asked where the Tri-County situation stands now, Massa said it’s “basically under arbitration.”

“The word arbitration implies that we’re going back and forth with FEMA to try to make sure the regulatory agency allows us to move forward,” he said.

The congressman encouraged the group of concerned residents to continue to help with the effort. He suggested gathering a petition and writing personal testimonies. Such things, Massa said, add the power of personal relationships to an issue buried in a bureaucracy.

“If I could get every single person in Gowanda to sign a statement illustrating how important they think this is, that becomes a very, very strong appendix to my communication to move this quickly,” he said.

Gunnersen, who spoke vehemently for action on Tri-County, said he and some of his neighbors will begin work on the petition.

“In small communities like Gowanda, we have small voices. We can all squeak a little bit, but we have to squeak together,” Gunnersen said. “I’m going to do what I can to help facilitate the reopening of Tri-County.”

Nephew, the Gowanda resident, suggested that Massa look into getting the Army Corps of Engineers to come to Gowanda to conduct a study to determine the best path for the village to take to get Tri-County Hospital fully functional in a timely fashion.

Massa conceded he had not thought of bringing in the Army Corps. He said he will look into it.

One resident asked if Gowanda should look into hiring a lobbyist to make sure their concerns are heard on Capitol Hill.

“I am your professional lobbyist,” Massa said. “The day you have to hire a lobbyist, you should pull me out of office.”

Massa also noted that if someone has a concern, they need to write or call his office. He traded contact information with multiple people who were in attendance, ensuring they have a place to have their voice heard.

Massa summed up his freshman year in Congress:

“I voted against raising the debt ceiling of the United States. I voted for putting pay-as-you-go limits in place. I voted against the cap-and-trade bill because I don’t think it’s going to work. I voted against the health care bill because I don’t think it’s going to work. I voted for the stimulus bill because I saw it as the only way any federal funds – your tax dollars – would return to Western New York State.

“And all of that has given me the naming as one of the most independent members of Congress … I made a statement this summer and I stand by it,” Massa said. “I made the statement ‘there are times when I must vote against popular opinion, if I think my vote will actually help the people who sent me to Washington.’”

While Massa admitted during the discussion he can’t please everybody, many of the residents who attended seemed satisfied with Massa’s answers. They said things like “honest” and “working hard,” when assessing the performance of their congressman.

“I think people learned an awful lot about how the government works – and how it doesn’t work,” said Karen Blake, a Gowanda resident. “I was very impressed with Massa’s knowledge and expertise and his ability to explain the issues to us. Obviously, he doesn’t have all of the answers, and he was receptive to some of the ideas that came out of the meeting.”

“He’s more than a sound bite. He’s not a bumper sticker,” said Phil Palen, who admitted the main reason he came out was to meet his congressman. “I think the people who came to this event should have a greater idea of the quality of representation that we have in Washington.”

Shadow Knows

Dunkirk Dave predicts early spring

Originally published Feb. 3, 2010 in The Observer

By JOHN MACKOWIAK
OBSERVER Staff Writer

With cloudy skies above Dunkirk Dave’s den on Farmlane Drive in the town of Dunkirk Tuesday morning, the weather-forecasting groundhog predicted early spring weather for Western New York.

Dave – the world’s second-longest weather-forecasting groundhog – did not see his shadow, and according to legend, that means the area will see spring weather much sooner than expected.

After waking up from a restful sleep, the groundhog came out of his hole, ran around in a circle and enjoyed the company of a small gathering of Dunkirk Dave fans.

Shortly after the groundhog emerged, Dunkirk Dave’s handler Bob Will – wearing his bright-red, polka-dotted tie – declared the official prediction.

“We’ve got a groundhog here that doesn’t seem to be interested in going back in its hole,” Will said. “Looks like it’s going to be early spring weather.”

While Punxsutawney Phil did see his shadow, predicting more winter weather, Will insisted Dunkirk Dave gives a more accurate forecast for what the end of winter holds for Western New York. Will also said Dave’s accuracy rate is around 90 percent.

Some members of the Punxsutawney crew have called Dunkirk Dave a pretender and imposter, Will said. However, Will complained it is human members of the Punxsutawney Groundhog Club’s Inner Circle who make the weather prediction, not the world’s most famous groundhog.

“In Punxsutawney, they have a group of men, that I read about, who check all of the weather forecasts on radar and the long-range forecasts, they try to find what’s the best thing for them to say as the forecast of Punxsutawney Phil,” Will said. “They have their minds made up ahead of time, so that they can give the most accurate prediction. But it doesn’t turn out that way. Dunkirk Dave is still more accurate than Punxsutawney Phil.”

A lifetime handler himself, Will asserted Phil’s “inner circle” don’t abide by the traditions of groundhog lore. Anyone who has seen the Punxsutawney ceremony will understand what Will is talking about.

“They have never ever put their groundhog on the ground – never, not once,” Will stressed. “It’s always held up in the air, and then, they say, ‘Oh the groundhog says this or that.’ We don’t even know if the groundhog saw his shadow or not. We just have to judge by what they’re saying.”

Will continued, making a bold affirmation: “They’ve had cases down there, where there’s tremendous sunshine in Punxsutawney, and they say, ‘Nope, there’s no sun.’ And they get away with it. Nobody complains about it, but it’s not the true forecast.

“They know we’re more accurate than they are,” Will said with a smirk.

It’s all in good fun for Will. He enjoys the rivalry.

Dunkirk’s groundhog received national media attention Tuesday. Dave was featured in a story in the Wall Street Journal. Will took another stab at Phil in the article titled “Is Punxsutawney Phil Hogging the Spotlight?”

“I just think that maybe Punxsutawney Phil should predict the weather the way Dunkirk Dave does, standing on his own on the ground, instead of being yanked up in the air and held,” Will told the New York-based newspaper. “We don’t fake it here.”

Will took advantage of the national spotlight to prove Dunkirk Dave is the real deal.

For approximately 20 years, Will and Dunkirk Dave have had help from Bill Verge.

“It’s been 20 years?” Will asked, surprised at how quickly time has passed.

Verge and Will currently care for about 30 different groundhogs, also known as woodchucks, which would be unable to survive in the wild. They count injured, disabled and extremely rare albino groundhogs among the 30. Once the injured groundhogs return to full health, Will and Verge return them to their natural habitat. Handicapped and albino woodchucks remain with Will and Verge for their entire lives.

“I’ve been bit by the best,” Verge said, thinking back fondly upon the many groundhogs he has encountered.

Dunkirk Dave made his first prediction in the 1960s. Will had been helping rehabilitate hurt groundhogs since he was a boy, but he explained it was through the help of the OBSERVER that Dave got his big break.

It started back when he was a teacher in the Dunkirk City School District. One day while he was at school, Leonard Catalano, the head custodian, suggested Will tell the OBSERVER about his groundhog.

“So, I notified the OBSERVER, they decided to come down and take a picture,” Will recalled. “There were two editors at the time (Ron Gustafson and Keith Sheldon). They made the decision to name the groundhog Dunkirk Dave.”

Immersed in his memories, a smile climbed across Will’s face.

“We were the first groundhog to predict the weather, besides Punxsutawney Phil,” Will said. “Then, other communities decided to start doing it too – to put their towns and cities on the map, and so, other groundhogs began popping up.”

Will said that other than Dunkirk Dave, he never knows who will show up at his house on Groundhog’s Day. This year, he was surprised by County Legislator Bob Duff, who arrived wearing an outfit similar to what is worn by Punxsutawney’s Inner Circle. His head was covered by a top hat, and there was a bow tie around his neck.

Will conceded Punxsutawney Phil consistently beats Dunkirk Dave in crowd turnout. Only a handful of faithful groundhog enthusiasts visited came to watch Dave’s prediction Tuesday.

“We have a lot of fun with it. The media comes down, and we’ll go through a lot of coffee and donuts waiting for that groundhog to come out of his hole,” Will said. “Sometimes school children will come see the groundhog, and sometimes, a school will call me and they’ll put me over the loud speaker and ask me if Dunkirk Dave saw his shadow.”

Helping hurt groundhogs is something Will and Verge love doing, and they don’t see themselves moving out of the groundhog business anytime soon. Will said he and Dunkirk Dave will continue to make weather predictions, as long as people are having fun with it.

I’m officially one of the 20,000ish applicants for the 2010 Teach For America Corps

Here’s the essay I sent to the selection committee.  What do you think?  Will I get an interview? Or, perhaps, even a job offer?

The sun is just starting to bleed through the window blinds, as my alarm clock explodes with sound.  I pick my head up off the pillow and glance at the time.  It’s 6 a.m.  Usually, I hit the “snooze” button, but today is different.  I jump out of bed with the enthusiasm of a six-year-old on Christmas. 

Today is the first day of school.

*****

I arrive early—only a few cars in the parking lot.  I pick a spot close to the door, but not too close to the door.  I’m a new teacher, and I assume some of the veterans have claimed certain spots. 

Filled with energy and anticipation, I walk down the hall towards my classroom.  The school’s principal and I cross paths.  She welcomes me to my first day at the school and extends her hand for a shake.

“You look excited. Are you sure you know what you’re getting into?” She asks.

“Of course.  Ever since I heard about Teach For America, I’ve wanted to become a corps member,” I respond. “I knew it was the right decision for me back in November, when the House was debating health care reform.  Congressmen were saying that in a ‘good and generous nation,’ it’s unacceptable to allow millions of Americans to go uninsured.”

The principal nods, but she seems to be wondering where I am going with this.

“People across the country were calling it an injustice,” I continue. “Well, my mind wandered from health care to another injustice that will continue to trouble ‘our good and generous nation’ long after health care legislation is enacted,” I pause.  I can tell that we are on the same page now.  “The inequality of educational opportunity facing children born in low-income areas—I just can’t stomach it.  I’m here to be a part of the solution, to make a difference, to help kids realize that they succeed academically.”

“I’m with you.  These students deserve equal access to education,” the principal says. As she begins to talk louder, I hear the passion in her voice.  “They deserve teachers that will motivate them to reach higher, encourage them to believe in themselves, and inspire them to pursue their dreams.”

“That’s exactly the teacher I hope to be,” I reply.  “In my classroom, I want to foster a climate that truly engages my students.  I want them to enjoy coming to class, but I also want them to work hard and to gain an understanding of the subject matter.  I know they’re capable of it, as long as I give my all every day that I’m here.”

“Good luck. It won’t be easy,” the principal says with a smile.

*****

While struggling with the lock on my classroom’s door, I consider the challenge ahead of me.  The principal is right. It’s not going to be easy.  However, this challenge pales in comparison to the obstacles facing inner-city school children. 

There are so many other things distracting adolescents—TV and video games, MySpace and Facebook, hand-holding and first kisses.  Then, there are the temptations and dangers of inner-city life—drugs, alcohol, gangs.  And when you add the troubles many kids find at home—distracted and unsupportive parents, poverty causing a lack of food and clothes, an absence of love—it becomes an accomplishment to simply attend school.

Improving test scores is important, but it’s not my primary goal.  My vision is a classroom where students ask questions, where they feel comfortable expressing their thoughts and ideas, where they want fill their brains with grammar skills and math facts.  I will help my students realize that school can be an escape.  When a classroom isolates children from the dangers of drugs and violence, they will learn that an education provides them with a path to a bright future.  If I can make this vision a reality, then test scores will undoubtedly improve.   I will only consider myself a success if my students and I take significant steps to foster this atmosphere.

As I mull over what success will look like, the door knob finally twists open.

*****

I stand in my empty classroom, a few minutes before the first bell is scheduled to ring, and I reflect on my education and upbringing.  As a young American who has knocked at the door of opportunity and been allowed to enter, I can’t think of a place I would rather be. 

I am following the famous advice of President John F. Kennedy.  I’ve stopped asking what my country—what others—can do for me.  In fact, I’m doing more than merely asking what I can do for my nation.  I am acting.  This is my chance to help improve the lives of others, to help make the United States a better place to live.    

“RING!”

I take a deep breath and adjust my tie, as students start filing into the classroom.

A Draft of my Teach For America Letter of Intent

Please feel free to provide some feedback in the comments.  Also, I would like to hear your thoughts on the state of education, so please add them in the comments.

The sun is just starting to bleed through the blinds on the window, as my alarm clock explodes with sound.  I pick my head up off the pillow and glance at the time.  It’s 6:30 a.m.  Usually, I hit the “snooze” button, but today is different.  I jump out of bed with the enthusiasm of a six-year-old on Christmas. 

Today is the first day of school.

*****

I arrive a bit early.  There are only a few cars in the parking lot.  I pick a spot close to the door, but not too close to the door.  I’m a new teacher, and I assume some of the veterans have claimed certain spots. 

Filled with energy and anticipation, I walk down the hall towards my classroom.  The school’s principal and I cross paths.  She welcomes me to my first day at the school and extends her hand for a shake.

“You look excited. Are you sure you know what you’re getting into?” She asks.

“Sure do.  Ever since I heard about Teach For America, I’ve wanted to become a corps member,” I respond. “I knew it was the right decision for me back in November, when the House was debating health care reform.  Congressman Higgins from Western New York gave a brief floor speech, saying that in a ‘good and generous nation,’ it’s unacceptable to allow millions of Americans to go uninsured.”

The principal nods, but she seems to be wondering where I am going with this.

“Congressmen from across the country were throwing around the word, ‘injustice,’ and calling for change,” I continued. “My mind wandered from health care to another injustice that will continue to trouble ‘our good and generous nation’ long after health care reform legislation is enacted,” I pause.  I can tell that we are on the same page now.  “The inequality of educational opportunity facing children born in low-income areas—I just can’t stomach it.  I’m here to be a part of the solution, to make a difference, to help kids realize that they are fully capable of academic success.”

“I’m with you.  These students deserve equal access to education,” the principal says. As she begins to talk louder, I hear the passion in her voice.  “They deserve teachers that will motivate them to reach higher, encourage them to believe in themselves, and inspire them to pursue their dreams.”

“That’s exactly the teacher I hope to be,” I reply.  “In my classroom, I want to foster a climate that truly engages my students.  I want them to enjoy coming to class, but I also want them to work hard and to gain an understanding of the subject matter.  I know they’re capable of it, as long as I give my all every day that I’m here.”

“Good luck. It won’t be easy,” the principal says with a smile.

*****

While struggling with the lock on my classroom’s door, I consider the challenge ahead of me.  The principal is right. It’s not going to be easy.  However, my challenge pales in comparison to the obstacles facing inner-city school children. 

There are so many other things distracting adolescents—TV and video games, MySpace and Facebook, hand-holding and first kisses.  Then, there are the temptations and dangers of inner-city life—drugs, alcohol, gangs.  And when you add the troubles many kids find at home—distracted and unsupportive parents, poverty causing a lack of food and clothes, an absence of love—it becomes an accomplishment just to show up at school.

“How am I going to get these students to like school?” I ask myself, as the door knob finally twists open. “How will I cultivate a ‘yearning for learning’?”

Asking a child to succeed in this tough environment is a tall order.  I applied to Teach For America to join the ranks of people who reach their hands out to these children, who attempt to guide them to a better tomorrow.  These children need dedicated, energetic teachers.  I will give my students a reason to want to learn. 

Improving test scores is important, but it’s not my primary goal.  My vision is a classroom where students ask questions, where they feel comfortable expressing their thoughts and ideas, where they want fill their brains with grammar skills and math facts.  My students will realize that school can be an escape.  When the classroom isolates children from the dangers of drugs and violence, they will learn that an education provides them with a path to a bright future.  If I can make this vision a reality, then test scores will undoubtedly improve.   I will only consider myself a success if my students and I take significant steps to foster this atmosphere. 

 

*****

I stand in my empty classroom, a few minutes before the first bell is scheduled to ring, and I reflect on my education and upbringing.  As a young American who has knocked at the door of opportunity and been allowed to enter, I can’t think of a place I would rather be. 

I have followed the famous advice of President John F. Kennedy.  I’ve stopped asking what my country—what others—can do for me.  In fact, I’ve done more than simply ask what I can do for my nation.  I have acted.  This is my chance to help improve the lives of others, to help make the United States a better place to live.     

“RING!”

I take a deep breath and adjust my tie, as students start filing into the classroom.