There’s no way I beat Blaine’s headline…

…so I’ll just throw y’all a new market instead.

I’m calling it Massena, New York – but it’s really the big, sparsely-populated top of the Empire State that stretches 80 miles or so along US 11 and NY 37 from Ogdensburg in the east through Potsdam and Canton and Massena (where we hear daytimer WYBG 1050 signing off) over to Malone.

You wouldn’t want to go up there after September or before June, but it’s delightful come summertime…