Today another Buffalo Marathon sent runners down our street in front of our house. It's been happening every year that we've lived here on Crescent Avenue. Not a nice day but it could be worse. At least it's not raining on the runners. Cloudy and cool in the 50's but that is probably good for the runners. Not very many people on the block outside watching the race.
Well, except for the one house of neighbors who set up a table, screamed at the runners, played bongo drums and shook noise makers. Yep, same folks every year but this year they didn't last very long... about an hour. Maybe their voices gave out.
I took a couple of pictures from the upstairs bedroom of the race.
The people in the pic watching the race can be very obnoxious and that has been a long tradition from that house going back to Peter who liked to shout at the runners often mocking them if they slowed down or started walking. He thought his comments were funny but he was an embarrassment to the block and the neighborhood. Him and his family also backed on all kinds of pots and pans, drums, etc. He's been gone for a few years now but his family keeps his tradition going... well except the mocking runners thing.












