I enjoyed the article in your Spring 2014 issue featuring Dickman Farms (“A Blooming Bonanza,” page 32). Back in the ’50s, Dickman’s night club was the place to go on a “serious date.” Pretty girls in party dresses, young men in suits and ties, large booths to seat a party of six or eight, lovely greenery, and the great dance floor and live music made a memorable evening. Sometimes pleasant evenings resulted in the presentation – and maybe acceptance – of a class ring or frat pin. I remember it well, those happy days.
Jean B. Jetty, Auburn
It’s been awhile since I’ve shared any of my photographs and I can’t remember if I just post a picture to your Facebook page or send it through here and then you decide whether or not to post it. I didn’t want to just post it on your page because I was unsure, but I wanted to share with you a beautiful hawk (not sure what kind). I saw it in a tree along Routes 5 & 20 on my way from Canandaigua to Bloomfield.