1,916 Comments for The Pines Hotel

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i found this site back a few months ago, but i didn't favorite it, i spent the next three months looking for this site, i'm glad i did. Brilliant photos.
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Lynne, How come people can't remember your "E" ?
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~GROOVY~
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This snap brings me back the smell of nostalgia . With my grandfather i used play on his phone which he considered most precious really, it makes me cry
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That was my point - everyone got what they wanted out of the situation.
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I have a dial phone similar to that next to my computer. I love the sound it makes
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C'mon Lynn....move a couple of letters around the board and its the Penis Hotel, not the Pines. Talk about subliminal messaging.
It was like shooting ducks in a barrel.
A guarenteed sure thing, no doubt about it, your getting laid tonight or my name ain't Elmer Fudd win-win type of situation.
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AWWWW guy's jus' wanna have fun!
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Well, from your self-presentation it was obvious they weren't after brains or class. Sounds like everyone left with what they wanted.
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It wasn''t no Hilton, but in its day, it was the bomb. Working there in the late 70's was a hoot; like going to summer camp , except we got paid and could fuck as many female guests as we wanted to. The accomdations were prison like (and sometimes dangerous), but the guests didn't seem to mind...all they wanted was penis. All in all, a great time!
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Oh God, Rubber Johnny... weirdest thing eva! but yeah that pic is hella freaky
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"Here's looking at you kid"...
The first thing that popped in my head.
Its like, a final good bye at the last show, the last preformance the preformer would ever see such a view... So... tragic.
Oh God... soo... cliche lol
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Beats Astroturf.
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Looks like the second floor of the Railway Express Building that is on the Buffalo Central Terminal property. Motts you should know that place.
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How sad to see a beautiful hotel turn to decay. I had a cousin who worked there in the 50's to the70's he worked in the dinning room . I would go up to the Pines and the Concord hotel many times . It was so beautiful up in the Catskill Mountains back than. How very sad it is that people can no longer enjoy.
Oh and buy the way my cousin's name was Don Brower.