History
In the 1930 renumbering of state highways in New York, the portion of Union Road between NY 354 in Gardenville and Genesee Street (then NY 33) in Cheektowaga was designated as part of NY 355, a route that continued north to Williamsville by way of Genesee Street and Cayuga Road. At the same time, the section of Union Road in northern Orchard Park was designated as part of NY 240. NY 277, meanwhile, was assigned by the following year to the portion of its modern routing from Boston north to NY 240 south of the village of Orchard Park.
The Union Road portion of NY 355 was incorporated into NY 18B c. 1935. The suffixed route was an alternate route of NY 18 that began at NY 240 in Orchard Park and followed what is now NY 277 north to Sheridan Drive (NY 324). From there, NY 18B followed NY 324 west to Bailey Avenue, where it connected to NY 18. NY 355 was truncated northward to the eastern terminus of its overlap with NY 33 as a result. The NY 355 designation was completely removed c. 1937. NY 18 was truncated to Lewiston on its western end c. 1962, leading to the removal of the NY 18B designation. The portion of the route's former alignment that did not overlap NY 324 became a northward extension of NY 277.
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