Following a feast of
thin crust pizza and red hot chicken wings, we hailed a cab to go back to the airport to pick up Monsignor Leiker who arrived fashionably late around midnight. It took a while to find him, but we finally connected and he honored us with a lively round of 'Enjoy Yourself' right in the middle of the baggage claim area.
Our cab driver, as it turned out, used to live in Joe Izzo's father's neighborhood on Swan Street. After we dropped Chad off at his hotel, he turned off his meter and gave us a tour of the Swan Street neighbor including the now defunct bar that Joe's father started back in the 30's. There was a strange charm about sighting in Buffalo at 2am.
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