Category Archives: Police

Copping Candy

For the (few?) kids whose parents heeded the strong suggestion not to trick-or-treat Monday night, the Westport Police Department has your back.

Tomorrow (Saturday, November 5, 4-6 p.m.), the cops invite Westport trick-or-treaters who stayed home on Halloween to come down to headquarters (50 Jesup Road) for a do-over.

Members of the Police Department, Fire Department, Emergency Medical Services and Police Athletic League will hand out treats to costumed visitors as they travel around the Police Building complex.  Prizes — donated by local merchants — will be given to the best costumes.

But kids, remember:  no “tricks” after the treats.  Those security cameras are everywhere.

Kids: Don't try this at Police headquarters!

High Crime Area

If you’re looking to avoid crime, you might want to stay away from the railroad station — and trains.

First came news of a 46-year-old Weston man forging his parking permit.  He got snagged when a parking officer noticed 3 permits on the car, all the wrong color or with different size lettering — and different license plates.

The man — who faces 2nd degree forgery charges — was one of 2,300 people on the station permit waiting list.  Presumably, that number is now 2,299.

Mind the gap! Watch your belongings! Don't cheat!

The railroad crime wave continues, with word that felonies on Metro-North — including the New Haven line — are up 6 percent in the 1st 8 months of 2011, compared with last year.

Leading the way are thefts of cell phones and other electronic devices.  They increased a whopping 22 percent.

The good news:  Major crime is down.

Robberies dropped from 11 to 6 this year; felony assaults dipped to 6, from 7.

And hey: No murders or rapes were reported on Metro-North trains last year.

So:  Odds are good you won’t be killed on a train.

Though you might have your cell phone or laptop stolen.

All aboard!  (Just be sure you’ve got a parking permit.)

No More Nado

It’s a bit intimidating to get a voicemail from the cops, asking for a call back.

Except when the conversation goes like this.

Foti Koskinas — newly appointed deputy chief — asked me to convey a message to “06880″ readers:

The Westport Police have teamed up with State Police to address the Nado parking issue — that’s the contractor who, for several months, has parked vehicles overnight under bridges on the Sherwood Island connector and South Compo Road.

“It’s not acceptable,” Foti said.

“Nado has been warned.  The Westport Police will enforce that warning.  If they park there again, they’re not getting a red sticker or even a ticket.  They will be towed.”

And not by a truck that picks up Passats.

“They’ll be towed by a heavy-duty wrecker — at heavy expense,” Foti says.

And that’s their expense — not the town’s.

But wait — there’s more!

“We’re glad people complained about this,” Foti says.

“We want the public to feel open calling us.  That’s the only way we know what’s going on.  And the only way we’ll get better.”

Foti encourages the public to phone 203-341-6000 with any questions, complaints or concerns.  A shift commander will handle the call.

And if that’s not good enough, you can ask for Foti or Police Chief Dale Call.

Just don’t ask to park your earth mover underneath any bridge in town.

Parking Privileges

Pottery Barn is not the only one with dubious parking privileges in town.

An alert reader sent this photo –

along with this note:

Nado Paving has been illegally parking their machines and trucks under the Hillandale Bridge on the Sherwood Island Connector.  I have noticed this for 6 weeks now.

They were asked to move off of town property by P&Z when they housed these machines in the Imperial Avenue town lot all summer.

Now they have relocated to the connector, and also the underpass on Compo Road South.  They are using these properties to house their equipment and trucks so they can avoid the overhead cost of doing business around the area.  They are not housing them there for a job in that location.

They usually pack up early morning so nobody notices where they squat.

It is unfair to the businesses that reside in Westport and pay property taxes.   Why is Nado able to get away with housing them there? Westport Police say they cannot do anything about it because it is state property.

The State Police say that we must call when they are located in the spot, but nothing has been done yet.

Wow — talk about an alert “06880″ reader!  I’ve also noticed those trucks, and wondered why there was no work in the area.  But I was not sharp enough to detect a nefarious, free-parking plot.

Now the word is out.  Let’s see how long the trucks stay.

Hail To The Chief

Police chief Al Fiore retired this month, after 33 years on the Westport force.

It all began with a newspaper ad.

In high school, some of his football coaches were police officers.   He enjoyed hearing about their work.  He went to college for a degree in criminal justice — then earned it after joining the Westport Police Department in 1978.

Fiore loved his job — and his adopted community.  He calls Westport “a great town, and a great place to work.”

Al Fiore

Before his appointment as chief, Fiore spent many years in the detective bureau.  He liked delving into cases — and bringing them to resolution.  Patrolmen, he notes, don’t always have the opportunity to follow cases through to the end.

As a detective he worked in nearly every area, from minor larcenies to homicides.  The big cases get the headlines, he says — but he always reminded himself that to the people involved, every case is important.

Fiore became chief of police on January 1, 2004.  The best part of the past 7 years?

“Without question, the men and women who worked with me,” he answers instantly.

“They’re wonderful people.  I just tried to give them the resources to do their job safely and effectively.”

He also liked the variety of police work.  “Just when you think you’ve seen it all,” he says, “something else happens that makes you shake your head in surprise.”

While he will miss his colleagues — and many other Westporters in Town Hall, on various boards and throughout the community — Fiore will see them often.  He’s staying here.

What won’t he miss?  Middle-of-the-night phone calls.

“It’s been 33 years, and I enjoyed every day of it,” Fiore says.  “I really did look forward to coming to work every day.  But I knew it was time to look ahead to other great things.”  Among them:  work in the private security sector.

“There are a lot of great people who can sit in the chief’s chair,” he says.

But we’ll certainly miss the man who most recently sat there.

Life At The Y

Last Friday was a typical summer day at the Y.  Swimmers swam; cyclists cycled; basketball players basketballed.

Suddenly, around noon, a player in one of those pickup hoops games dropped to the floor.

He was in full cardiac arrest.

A fellow player — the guest of a member, who is a nurse — began chest compressions.  Others ran for help.

Michael Friedman

Michael Friedman — a health and wellness specialist in the fitness center — was standing in the doorway.  Like every Y staffer — from the CEO on down — he’s been trained and regularly re-certified in both CPR and AED (automated external defibrillator) use.

Michael grabbed the nearest AED unit — there are 3; this one was by the membership desk — and ran to the gym.

Ignoring a large head gash — sustained when the man collapsed — Michael checked for vital signs.  All were negative.  There was no pulse.

He attached the AED.  It recommended a shock.  He followed the prompts, and administered one.  Immediately, cardiac rhythm was restored.

“That’s a blessing,” Michael says.  “The best blood pump in the world is your own heart.  He wasn’t without a pulse for very long.”

Michael secured the man’s airway.  Then he and membership coordinator Steve Forlano attended to his  head wound.

Meanwhile, the rest of the Y staff followed the exact protocol they train for.  The membership desk called 911.  Someone waited outside to escort emergency personnel through the maze of hallways to the gym.

When firefighters, police and EMTs arrived, they took over.  Soon, the man was on his way to Norwalk Hospital.

The next day, his fianceé called the Y to thank everyone.  He could have died, she said.  Instead he had an angioplasty (and 17 stitches in his head), and will be fine.

He’ll be released from the hospital tomorrow.

Michael has a special background.  He spent 20 years with Weston’s fire department and EMTs.  But, he insists, “anyone in the building would have done what I did.

“It was a real team effort.  There were so many people involved.  I still don’t know all their names.

“There was an awesome continuum of care,” he adds. “From the minute he hit the floor to the end result, he had excellent care.

AEDs -- with clear instructions on how to use them -- save lives.

“AEDs were in place.  We were trained to use them.  Westport EMTs are some of the best in the country, so the pre-hospital help was fantastic.  And then Norwalk Hospital followed up with more great care.”

Michael concludes:  “I feel proud of the Y, and the team effort that took place.  I’m just glad I could take the training we’re all given, and apply it when it was needed.”

Michael had the weekend off.  He returns to the Y this week.

Soon, he’ll move to part-time status.  He’s headed to Norwalk Community College, taking courses in physical therapy.

He could probably skip the first-aid portion of the curriculum.

Then again, Michael Friedman never would.

Accidents Continue To Happen

Yesterday’s post — citing Police Department statistics refuting the idea on “06880″ and other blogs of a recent upsurge in automobile accidents — brought plenty of comments.  And a few private emails.

One came from Dale Call, the deputy chief who sent out the info I quoted.  In the interest of continuing this conversation — and because, let’s face it, who wants to get on the cops’ bad side? — I’m passing along his latest thoughts.

First, he says, “06880″ commenter Diane Cady — who wrote

this is not just about motor vehicle accidents.  This is about dangerous driving — the step before the accident.  Speeding, talking on cell phone, disregarding stop signs and speed limits unfortunately signifies a certain disrespect for others, and a sense of entitlement.  It is, also, putting life at risk –

was right.

However, Dale adds, the “car stop” numbers he included were part of the department’s effort to stop “poor and dangerous driving behavior before those accidents occur.”

Second, Dale says, we should stop calling them “accidents,” and instead say “crashes.”

“Too many of these are the result of someone doing something dumb or dangerous, and being perfectly aware that that is the case.”  The result, Dale notes, is no “accident.”

An "accident" -- or a "crash." The road conditions sure don't look dangerous...

Finally, he notes, the number of “minor” accidents crashes — the fender-bender types — can be trended by looking at the number of reported incidents in private parking lots.  Most are reported only for insurance purposes, Dale says, and they’ve stayed fairly consistent:  around 300 a year, for the past 10 years.

“Serious” crashes are down by 52% over the past decade.

“Better cars?  More enforcement?” Dale asks.

“I don’t know.  But whatever the reason, I think everyone should be glad to see that kind of reduction.”

We are.

Still, we need to be careful — of the way we drive, and of the way others do.

As another cop – Sgt. Phil Esterhaus — always said:  “Hey, be careful out there.”

Accidents Don’t Happen

You know all those accidents you’ve been reading — and commenting — about?

According to the Westport Police Department, there are fewer now than there used to be.

In a press release sent to local media — but not “06880″ — deputy chief Dale Call said:  “In recent weeks numerous comments have been posted on several local news blogs regarding the seeming increase in motor vehicle accidents on Town of Westport roads.”

Over the past decade, however, motor vehicle accidents have decreased 22 percent.  Vehicles involving injuries are down a whopping 52 percent.

Responding to comments on “06880″ and other blogs that cops seem to turn a blind eye to speeding, cell phone use and other contributing factors, Call said that the number of cars stopped, and ticketed or warned, has increased by 173 percent.  Each year, he said, the numbers grow.

Blog reports, Call continued, contribute to the misperception that we’re more accident-prone than we used to be.

But, he added, it’s all good.

“We do pay attention to all the blogs and read the comments,” the deputy chief said.  “We take a lot out of what we read. Perception counts for a lot.”

Or, as Groucho Marx said:  “Are you going to believe me, or what you see with your own eyes?”

Accidents like this one last week happen less frequently than a decade ago, statistics show. (Photo by Dave Matlow)

Accidents Happen

“You should write about all the automobile accidents in Westport,” an “06880″ reader wrote.

Why? I wondered.  They happen with such regularity, they’re just a fact of life here.

Covering car crashes would be like blogging that “the sun rose in the east today,” or “a new women’s store opened on Main Street.”

But Wednesday’s 3-car accident grabbed my attention.

2 of the 3 cars involved in Wednesday's accident. The other vehicle was just as mangled. (Photo by Dave Matlow)

It was early afternoon.  Skies were clear.  The stretch of Main Street in front of Willowbrook Cemetery is straight and well-paved.

Yet somehow the driver of a Ford Taurus managed to smash into both a Pontiac and Mercedes.  The Taurus driver had to be extricated.

All 3 vehicles were totaled.

Readers of WestportNow.com, which first reported the crash, weighed in.  One suggested speed was a factor.  Another figured cell phones.

I’m guessing both.

Is there any place in Westport that’s so important to get to that we have to drive like madmen (and women)?

Is there any reason for racing through every light and stop sign; tailgating every guy (and gal) ahead of us, and doing it all while yapping into a device glued with one hand next to our ear?

Driving past cemeteries is fine.  Ending up in one because some other Westporter (or New Yorker) thinks the world revolves around him (or her) is not.

I’m always amazed when parents bitch about the poor driving habits of teenagers.  Kids don’t grow up in vacuums.  They take their cues from everyone around them.

And they don’t start at 16.  That baby strapped in the car seat watches — and wants to mimic — everything you do.

A bumper sticker says:  “Shut Up And Drive.”

Amen.

Do it at a normal rate of speed, too.

If not for me and you, do it for our kids.

And yours.

Photographer Dave Matlow captures the aftermath of Wednesday's crash -- on a clear day, along a very straight stretch of the road.

Nixing Nixle?

At 2:47 a.m. Friday night Saturday morning, my cell phone jangled.

Normally, this indicates a genuine emergency — someone calling for bail money, say, or at least a drunk text.

It was indeed a text.  Jolted awake, I read:

WESTPORT PD:  AVOID ** Greens Farms Rd. between Clapboard Hill Rd and Morningside Dr S due to a motor vehicle accidnet.  Road will reopen at approx 8 am

Damn!  The 1st thing on Saturday’s to-do list — once I got up 4 hours later — had been to drive over to Clapboard Hill Road.  Just because, well, yeah.

I was not the only Westporter awakened by this less-than-urgent news.  Several people told me they’d received the same message.

The early morning message is on the bottom. The top one -- concerning a different incident -- came almost exacty 12 hours earlier, at 2:49 p.m.

I know, I know.  I signed up for Nixle — the Westport Police Department’s public safety system that sends phone, text and email alerts to anyone who asks.

I understand the importance of knowing a tornado is bearing down on us — even at 2:47 a.m.

It might also be good early-morning information to learn, say, there’s a pack of mountain lions bearing down on us from South Dakota.

But am I being selfish in thinking that a 2:47 a.m. accident on Clapboard Hill Road is not wake-up-the-town news?

If we can put a man on the moon*, why can’t Nixle be programmed to not contact us at certain hours that we request, about certain categories we choose?

For example, I could say, “Please send all weather updates at all times.  Please do not contact me about motor vehicle accidents between the hours of 11 p.m. and 6 a.m.”

I’m not anti-Nixle.  I opted in to the service.

If I ever wander away from my house, I’d want people to search for me.

I’m just not sure how many strangers would want to be awakened at 2:47 a.m. to know I was gone.

*Obscure 1969 reference