Monthly Archives: July 2009

Modern Mahackeno

Some bloggers get invited on press junkets to Alaska, the Caribbean orAustralia.

I got an hour-long tour of Camp Mahackeno.

Hey, I’m not complaining.  The gathering included an A-list of Westporters — YMCA trustees and major donors — and was capped off by a cookout at Y CEO Rob Reeves’ house.  Best of all, this was a chance to revisit a piece of old Westport, a place that has in many ways changed dramatically since I was a camper there years ago.  In other ways, it’s changed not at all.

David Cohen, Y VP of operations, welcomes the tour. Randee bok (senior director) and Jennifer Seirup (director, youth and family services) look on.

David Cohen, Y VP of operations, welcomes the tour. Randee bok (senior director) and Jennifer Seirup (director, youth and family services) look on.

David Cohen, Randee Bok and Jen Seirup took turns talking about the 71-year-old camp.  They take special pride in the Special Cares program for children with physical or mental challenges.  Up to a dozen youngsters per session are mainstreamed as much as possible, and enjoy a staff-camper ration of no more than 1:2.

Mahackeno is open to children entering grades 1 through 7.  It’s not cheap — and even kids in the Leaders in Training (grades 8-9) and Counselor in Training (grade 10) pay — but the Y provided 120 slots this summer to families in need, through Westport and Weston’s human services departments.  In addition, they fund several Fresh Air Fund campers.

Bill Gault was on the tour.  Like me, he is a former camper.  When we were there, the Sunny Lane drop-off area was open and dusty.  Now it’s lush with trees and plants.  A few decades do that to a place.

We walked through the “LOGS” area, where campers meet for special activities.  There are no logs to sit on — only benches — but that’s okay.  “LOGS” stands for “Lots Of Good Stuff.”

There is archery, canoeing, baseball — all the usual camp stuff. There’s also a strong outdoors program for older campers, complete with team-building exercises.

Counselors’ shirts say “Professional Role Models.”  Randee and Jen place a premium on staff development.  They laughed — but also cringed — when Rob described the recollections of a camper from 40 years ago.  Back then, a harsh waterfront director forced campers to swim in the cold Saugatuck River.  They emerged covered with leeches.

Nothing says "summer camp" more than a lake, canoes and kids.

Nothing says "summer camp" more than a lake, canoes and kids.

The Saugatuck is strictly for canoeing now.  A large, well-guarded pool is one of the most popular spots at camp.

Mahackeno has a social conscience.  During each session, campers are introduced to the Polar Bear initiative.  They learn about climate change, and collect winter coats to distribute to needy families.  (They briefly wear the coats, to understand how polar bears feel in July.)

The economy has taken a toll everywhere, including Mahackeno.  Enrollment is down this summer.  But Randee takes the long view.

“We expect kids to move on every year.  We try to build independence, so they can go to sleepaway camps” — hopefully, those sponsored by other Ys.  “And then we hope they’ll come back to our LIT and CIT training programs, and eventually become staff members.”

We ended our tour in the hollow down the hill from the drop-off circle.  Large “Demolition” signs decorated two wooden buildings — part of the land where the Y hopes to build its new facility.

Nearby, happy campers played, ate, laughed and roughhoused.  For 71 years, those things haven’t changed.

The tour group gathers in front of what the Y hopes will be its new building. (Photo by Dave Matlow)

The tour group gathers in front of what the Y hopes will be its new building. (Photo by Dave Matlow)

Exploring The World In Westport

The tanking economy means many kids are staying home this summer.

What to do if they’re not in camp, on the Cape or at the Caymans?

How about discovering their own town?  Or another continent?

The Westport Historical Society has added 2 new Explorers programs to its August calendar.  Both are geared for children ages 7-11.

“Mysteries” (August 3-7) includes local scavenger hunts, code writing and breaking, forensic science, logic puzzles, letterboxing, drama, cooking with “mystery” recipes and making ice cream.

“Time Traveling to Africa” (August 10-14) features games, making crafts, map making and reading, walking tours, outdoor games, cooking, a special drumming class, a field trip and more.

(For more information, call 203-222-1424, or click here.)

An earlier session this summer included a visit to a beekeeper.

An earlier "Explorers" session this summer included a visit to a beekeeper.

Surveying Seniors

The Senior Center is a Westport success story.  Its classes, workshops, lunches and other activities attract 1,000 users — solid numbers, for sure.

But of 5,000 senior-age Westporters, the Center’s long-range planning team wondered why 4,000 men and women do not use it.

With help from marketing professionals Lloyd Kirban and Meta Schroeder, and assistance from the Y’s Men, 340 non-users were surveyed recently by phone.

A key finding:  up to 65 percent of the seniors are either still working, too busy or feel too young to use it.  “That was eye-opening,” admits committee member Dana Johnson.

Some younger seniors — those 60 to 65 — said they would use the center if it were open beyond “business hours.”  (It already stays open until 8 p.m. Thursdays, and from 8:30 a.m. to noon Saturdays.)

The survey showed exercise classes, creative programs and lectures to be among the most popular offerings.  Some of those may be expanded, Johnson says.

The committee continues to analyze survey data.  But they’re gratified, so far, to learn that they’re reaching most of the people who can, or would, use the center.

One thing is clear, Johnson says:  As baby boomers age, they’ll work longer — many into their 70s.  They may not start visiting Westport’s Senior Center until they’re 75 or so.

Whenever they do, the Center will be ready for them.

Westport Center for Senior Activities

Westport Center for Senior Activities

Big Stuff At The Little Gym

The Little GymWhen Erica Newman opened The Little Gym in Norwalk 6 years ago, she thought the location would attract youngsters from nearby Westport and Darien.  She offered motor skill development, gymnastics, karate, sports skills, dance and cheerleading.

But kids in her target audience — 4 months to 12 years old — don’t drive.  And their parents (read “mommies”) found Norwalk too inconvenient in their hyper-scheduled days.

So Newman is closing her Norwalk location.  Next month she opens in Westport, a few doors from the former Shaw’s supermarket.  A separate Darien location follows soon.

Newman is convinced it is a great move.

“There are lots of ‘mom services’ nearby, where they can go when their kids are in class,” she notes:  a nail salon and dry cleaner; soon, Fresh Market.  Mitchell’s is across the street.

What about dads?

“We have a few stay-at-home fathers, but lots more moms,” Newman admits.  Some men do bring their kids to Saturday classes.  When they’re involved with the youngest kids’ classes, Newman says, “there’s a lot more throwing, and a lot less singing.”

Little gymnasts at The Little Gym

Little gymnasts at The Little Gym

Even before opening here, Newman says, enrollment of Westporters in fall programs is double last year’s.

And, she adds, the feedback is great.  People are congratulating Newman on the location — and offering plenty of good suggestions.

She has found Westport to be so warm and welcoming — “a real cohesive community” — that she and her husband may move here from Wilton, with their 8- and 6-year-olds.

That’s a great age to join The Little Gym.  Hey — they wouldn’t have to leave town at all.

(For information on classes, birthday parties and camps, call 203-227-0599.)

Show Me The Money

ATM machineBeach food doesn’t get much better than Joey’s.  Burgers, dogs and fries; sandwiches, salads, ice cream, even seafood — it’s all there at Compo, served up quickly and efficiently by a young, friendly staff.

But I never figured out the ATM machine against the wall.  If you didn’t have enough money for a lobster roll, why not just buy a cookie?

Yesterday I realized why.  Two different people in front of me tried to pay by credit card — American Express, at a beach stand.

The counter guys politely pointed them to the ATM.

Mystery solved.  Joey is a genius.

One Giant Leap For A Teenager

Earth and moon

Today is the 40th anniversary of man’s 1st step on the moon.

The media is awash in my generation’s memories of July 20, 1969.  Some may even be accurate.

Here’s mine.

1969 was quite a year.  The New York Jets upset the Baltimore Colts in Super Bowl III.   Drag queens rioted at the Stonwall Inn.  Ted Kennedy killed Mary Jo Kopechne at Chappaquiddick.  Most importantly — to me, anyway — I got my driver’s license.

The day of Neil Armstrong’s astonishing moonwalk I was scheduled to work at Chubby Lane’s, the concession stand at Compo (where the volleyball courts are now).  It was a Sunday, so the beach should have been packed.  But like many days that summer, it rained.  I was told not to come in.

I was happy to have 1 day less dealing with obnoxious Westporters, 1 day more of freedom.  But I was not happy not making my $2 an hour, and because the weather was so bad, nothing went on anywhere in town.  To my chagrin, I watched the historic event at home.  With my parents.

To be honest, I remember little of that afternoon and evening.  I do recall it took a while between touchdown and actually setting foot on the lunar surface.  I’m sure I was excited, and probably proud.  But to be honest, the grainy photos and garbled radio transmission made it hard to see and hear.

I was 16 years old.  I watched perhaps the most momentous event in human history for as long as I could.  Then I got bored.

So I borrowed my parents’ car and drove off into the night, seeking a more interesting adventure somewhere in Westport.

A Book Story

I’ve written over a dozen books.

It’s bad enough that some are already out of print.

It’s worse that I saw 1 of them — a project that took me a year to research and write — on a long table yesterday, at the Westport Public Library‘s annual book sale.

Even worse, people skipped over it like it carried swine flu.

Worse than that, it was a signed copy.  Inscribed to somebody.  As a gift from me.

I suppose worst of all will be if I go back Tuesday, when everything is free.  And find it still there.

One of my books is somewhere among the masses.

One of my books is somewhere among the masses.

All About The Arts

Back in the day, Westport’s summer art show shut down Main Street.  The pavement was hot; there was little room to move, and — beyond a bit of music — there wasn’t much to keep you there, once you realized the piece you coveted was too pricey.

With a different venue and a new name, the Fine Arts Festival has taken a giant step forward.  The location — the express lane of Parker Harding Plaza and adjacent Gorham Island — invites strolling.  There’s more music, along with “performance artists.”  It really is a “festival,” not a “show.”

But I still can’t afford anything.

Sasha Nanus, of New York, paints Westonite Daniel Santa-Maria's face.

Sasha Nanus, of New York, paints Westonite Daniel Santa-Maria's face.

Sculptor Roger DiTarando of Vernon, CT has the best location of all, at the tip of Gorham Island. His gekkos like the spot too.

Sculptor Roger DiTarando of Vernon, CT has the best location of all, at the tip of Gorham Island. His gekkos like the spot too.

The professional talent had nothing on these 3 musicians.

The professional talent has nothing on these musicians.

The Spookiest Spot In Westport

Westporters descend downtown this weekend for twin draws: the library book sale and Fine Arts Festival.  Most activity will be by the river; if merchants are lucky, folks will wander into stores to buy belts or socks or whatever is on sale these days.

As we do the rest of the year, we’ll completely ignore a building that sits near the heart of downtown, yet is as far removed from it as Sarah Palin is from actually governing Alaska.

Westport's Masonic Hall

What’s up with our Masonic Hall?

What goes on there?  Has anyone ever been inside the “lodge”?  Who is the current Worshipful Master?  What would happen if a woman tried to join?  Does anyone know an actual Mason?  What do the Masons actually do?

And is anything more spookier than being located above a funeral home?

The Masons have been in Westport since 1824 — more than a decade before the town’s founding.  They’ve been in the present building since 1902.  Which — and I’m just speculating here — is the last time anyone heard anything about a Masons’ meeting.  They do keep a low profile.

To be fair, the Masons are not stuck in the John Quincy Adams administration.  They have a website.

Unfortunately, though the words look normal, I could not decipher them.  Here, for example, is what appears under something called “Temple Lodge Table Lodge June 25, 2009″:

In the Spirit of Kipling:

The cannons were all ready and aligned. The Brothers were all trained and prepared.

And so the battle began.

Table Lodge 2009

Cannons to the South, Cannons to the West, Volleyed and Thundered. Half a liter, half a liter, half a liter downward as we all took part in the festivities. The toasts were all sincere and well delivered, the timing only improved with practice. To all those who spoke and those that par took, it was truly a great night. But to all of us to a man, the last toast should be dedicated to those who served best; in the kitchen and in the Lodge to the chiefs and stewards, for the food was of quality and the powder in good supply. So from those of us that charged the Valley and those that stood by, join me as we pay tribute to those Noble Servants.

Ready….Aim…..Fire……Good Fire….Fire All.

VIVAT! VIVAT! VIVAT!

How cool is that!

Though please forgive me if I skitter past the Hall this weekend, on my way to the library book sale.  I just feel more comfortable with things written in the English language.

Crabtree & Evelyn Revisited

Earlier this month I wrote about the closing of Crabtree & Evelyn — including the snippy response I got when I called the store seeking comment.

Today the situation was far different.  As soon as I wandered in, Barbara — though about to lose her job — was eager to please.

As she answered questions from other customers — politely vulturing the shelves during these deep discount days — I spoke with a woman working her way through the 5 stages of grief.

“At Christmas, I always bought nice soaps for my cleaning lady’s little girls,” she said.  “They think those are the cat’s meow.”

She paused.  “This is the way of the world these days, I guess.”

Then it was Barbara’s turn.

“The home office didn’t need to send us boxes,” she said.  “They could have sent therapists.  Some of our customers have been shopping here for 16 years — since we opened.  When they walk through the door, we know what they want.  They don’t know what they’re going to do now.”

Yesterday, Barbara told a woman she could still shop online.  “But no one will talk to me like you do!” the customer declared.

The Brooks Corner Crabtree & Evelyn closes July 26.  You’ve still got a few days to say goodbye to the loyal staff:  Barbara, Laurie and Jeriann.

The lotions, moisturizers and body polishes are going fast at Crabtree & Evelyn

The lotions, moisturizers and body polishes are going fast at Crabtree & Evelyn