By Steve Cichon
steve@buffalostories.com
@stevebuffalo
For as long as I can remember, stopping at the light next to Kenmore West High School has made me smile.
When you were stopped on Highland, you were looking straight into a picture window which, forever, had a lovely glass collection displayed in it.
Driving by the other day, I was a little sad to see the house was up for sale and the colored glass bottles were gone.