Six wineries, two distilleries and one cidery later, I drove the long country road back to St. Bonaventure with tannins on my breath and the calm of the Finger Lakes on my mind. “I cannot rest from travel,” I thought to myself, reciting the words of Alfred Lord Tennyson’s famous poem Ulysses. “I will drink…
By Heather Monahan Features Editor Senior year is usually a time that brings up a mix of emotions. There’s obviously some fear and anxiousness as to what life after Bona’s holds, but excitement and anticipation usually do a good job of masking any negative feelings. In general, the year is a time to celebrate accomplishments…
