Email from Annice Jacoby, August 27, 2007

My cousin forwarded me a Buffalo Colony notice about my Uncle and cousin's recent visit. I was heartened to see the family link to Jacoby's renewed. A bit of a correction, the man who briefly owned the colony after my grandfather was Al Broser. He took over when my grandfather's health and vigor and the appeal of the Catskills simultaneously declined. My family held the mortgage, and Broser, as he always seemed to be called in family shorthand, let the place decline and defaulted.

My brother managed the place for a couple of seasons and then my father and uncle, both weary of the responsibility and busy with their demanding work, sold it to what has become the Buffalo Colony. My heart was heavy, my arguments to hold it forever had no weight. With the privilege of being the oldest grandchild whose entire childhood spans the flourishing of the colony, I seem to carry primary responsibility for the family's nostalgia and longing for the extraordinary pleasure and energy generated over the years.

Decades later I accidently saw the New York Times article about the revival of colonies in the Catskills. I sent this letter to the Times. I also have many photos, memoribilia like a baby size Jacoby's T shirt, and a story or two. I attach one of the stories.