Nedloh

Nedloh Brewing in Bloomfield.

A friend tells me majestic Nedloh Craft Beer, nearby, is toast. It opened then closed within the five years since my wife died. That is, she wasn’t around to see it built, and now it’s kaput.
Other things happened that would surprise my wife. —A) Ontario County Sheriff’s Deputies no longer patrol in Crown Vic’s, and —B) a reality TV blowhard has become prez.
I have too many friends I don’t wanna inflame, but it’s hard to take seriously gumint by 3 a.m. tweet from the Great White Throne.
I remember watching Nedloh get built a few years ago. It seemed like overkill, since so many restaurants along my main drag go belly up.
Beyond that Nedloh was out in the middle of nowhere, or so it seemed. It’s near “Toomey’s Corners,” the intersection of east/west Routes 5&20 (both on the same road), and Route 64 to the south.
A ways down 64 is Bristol Ski Center — at least six miles, maybe more. Perhaps Nedloh was hoping to make a killing with skiers.
Years ago when I was driving bus, I passed a corner along a route I had. I’d turn the corner facing a building there. Seemed like every month or so something new was in it: a restaurant, buffet, nightclub, whatever.
Who was paying for this? Probably you-and-me to a bank. Some dreamer applied for a loan, and the bank’s manager gladly forked over the funds.
The business promptly tanked —“oh well, no problem; we’re still making money.” That is, the bank’s fees and minimal interest offset the charge-off. “We can’t pay more interest and finance dreamers at the same time.”
And so it goes. Restaurant after restaurant along 5&20 goes belly up, and majestic Nedloh, which probably never shoulda been built, hits the skids.

• My wife died of cancer April 17th, 2012. I miss her immensely. BEST friend I ever had, and after my childhood I sure needed one. She actually liked me.
• For 16&1/2 years (1977-1993) I drove transit bus for Regional Transit Service (RTS) in Rochester, NY, a public employer, the transit-bus operator in Rochester and environs. My stroke October 26th, 1993 ended that. I retired on medical-disability. I recovered well enough to return to work at a newspaper; I retired from that 12 years ago.