No bones about it, it’s pretty hard to miss Nipper, the four-ton, 25-foot-high puppy that stands guard on the roof of Albany’s Arnoff Moving Co. warehouse (formerly owned by RCA Victor Records, of which he was mascot). A pat on the head goes to Bill McIntyre of Coxsackie for spotting this rooftop Rover. Bring your appetite for our next quiz, which features a rather hefty piece of dinnerware.
Nipper is an Albany landmark! Whenever we give directions to that part of the city, we say, “That is down by the dog.” And people give us a tilt of the head — kind of like Nipper’s — as they puzzle over our comment.
When my parents took us to visit our aunt and uncle, we always looked for the “Dog” — and we knew we were almost at our destination. Thanks for the memories!
I’m now a Connecticut resident, but I lived in Claverack for over 25 years. The dog could be seen as I traveled to SUNY Albany to get my master’s degree in the ’80s. I still look forward to this landmark and point it out to my children when we visit family in the Capital District.
I remember Nipper from my early childhood days as we ventured up the road to shop at the Montgomery Ward store in Menands. While the store is long gone, it’s still a given that if you drive by the building on Broadway, you look up at Nipper. I recently went by, and was pleasantly surprised to see it had been repainted a sparkling white — he’s spectacular!
I own an original three-foot Nipper. He’s a lot cheaper to feed than my greyhound, Allegro.
I loved riding by Nipper as a child (and actually still do).
I read your article on macrobiotics (March) with great delight. I am a macrobiotic educator, and would like to point out that the regimen you outlined is the “healing” diet — this is for people with serious illnesses only. If you are a fairly healthy individual you would not go on the healing diet, which can be quite rigid and strict. Anyone who is looking for information and resources on macrobiotics in our area can contact me via my Web site, www.macrobioticmagic.com.
Carol Anne Wasserman
What a surprise to see your “Totem’s Tale” (The Back Page, December 2008). Back in the day, my parents would pack all six of us kids in the station wagon for a four-hour journey to their log home in Delaware County. I remember the Indian statues on the hill behind the building in Boiceville, especially the one on one knee with an arm stretched out. We stopped at the Trading Post so many times on the way back home to Long Island. I don’t think my parents had a choice — it was hard to disagree with six children! Thanks for the memories. You made my day!