Monthly Archives: April 2009

The Road Taken

Who knew so many people cared about the Merritt Parkway?

An overflow crowd braved last night’s cold rain to pack the Westport Public Library for a film about a road.  Lisa Seidenberg showed her 35-minute documentary, “The Road Taken: The Merritt Parkway,” to an appreciative audience — only some of whom remember it being built in the 1930s.

I’ve driven the Merritt thousands of times.  But I learned plenty about it last night — and was reminded of more I once knew, but forgot as quickly as the memory of tollbooths in Greenwich.  For example:

  • The road was named for Schuyler Merritt, a 4-term congressman from Stamford who championed its construction.
  • The Merritt was not a federal WPA project.  It was funded entirely by the State of Connecticut.
  • There’s a reason it’s called a “parkway.”  It was envisioned as a long, narrow park with a road slicing through it. And that road?  It was designed for “motoring” — not “driving.”  The difference:  Folks sought pleasure, not a destination.
  • All land was bought on the open market.  Back in the day, the state could not condemn property just to build a road.
  • The current metal signs with hideous-looking, painted-on sharp edges are meant to evoke the original wooden signs — which really did jut dangerously out.
  • Though each bridge is different, with unique, fascinating artwork, they all were designed by the same man.  Nowadays, the only time you notice the bridgework is when you’re stuck in traffic.
  • The most twisting part of the parkway — in Greenwich — is not topography-related.  Those turns were the only way to get around enormous estates.
  • Similarly, “no man’s land” — the Exit 43-less stretch in Westport and Fairfield — came about when Greenfield Hill residents refused to allow an off-ramp in their backyard.
  • Thayer Chase, who oversaw the tree work, planted them in clumps — not rows — to make them seem more natural.  His plan worked.  Today we imagine the trees were always there.  They weren’t.
  • Not everyone loves the trees.  Former Department of Transportation commissioner (and Westport resident) Emil Frankel said:  “Whenever you cut one branch, you’re inundated with phone calls.”
  • When he wanted to think, John Lennon would rent a car and drive up the Merritt, then back to New York.  He said the parkway gave him “peace.”
  • The tollbooths — removed in 1988 — live on in an exhibit at Boothe Memorial Park in Stratford.  Now, they’re free.

 

The film’s 2 best lines:  “The Merritt Parkway is outdated — in the best possible way.”

And:  “Many postcards featured the Merritt.  None showed I-95.”

 

Ronemus Rewards

Congratulations, Mike and Kim Ronemus.  Next Monday you’ll receive a Connecticut Preservation Award from the Connecticut Trust for Historic Preservation, for your tremendous efforts restoring the long-decrepit house, barn and outbuildings at 113 Cross Highway to their former glory.

Congratulations too for persevering through that preservation. It was lengthy; it was contentious — and it almost didn’t happen.

The town’s tortuous zoning regulations almost tripped you up.  You had to leap through more hoops than Shamu at SeaWorld, every tiny step of the way.

Thank you for your patience.  Thanks too for the love, respect, devotion, care, attention to detail — and more than a little bit of money — you lavished on this historic property.  May your example inspire others in town to do the same.

And may your trailblazing through the thickets of bureaucracy create a path that is somewhat smoother for those who follow.  That may be your biggest gift of all.

Staples Robotics Team #2 In The World

In only its 2nd year of existence, the Staples robotics team is 2nd in the world.

The Wreckers team and their robot — Shaquille O’Steel — demolished big-time opponents throughout 2 days of grueling competitions in the First Tech Challenge at Atlanta’s Georgia Dome.  Over 10,000 spectators watched the high school students roll over teams sponsored by — get this — NASA, MIT, Princeton and Stanford.

As the Staples upstarts quickly gained the respect of judges, referees and spectators, they raced into the finals of the FTC World Championship against Canada’s Alberta Longhorns.  The Georgia Dome rocked as the Wreckers won the first game.  But the northerners took the next two, to earn the title.

Staples is now the #2 high school robotics team in the world. Over 1,100 squads competed, from 25 countries. 

The breathtaking run comes on the heels of the Wreckers’ Massachusetts regional title (where they defeated the MIT labs’ high school team), the New York regional championship (where they downed Bronx High School of Science and Stuyvesant), and the Connecticut tournament (where they also won an award for best engineered robot).

CNN and NBC have called the events “The Super Bowl of Smarts.”  Each tournament features competitions, such as robots removing colored hockey pucks from a rack and placing them in various locations on a playing field. 

Team members spend over 15 hours a week improving their design. Shaq O’Steel includes an oversized carrying bin, rear stabilization bar, side accuracy flaps, frontal accuracy flap and wheel technology.

Interestingly, all team members are sophomores.  They got involved in robotics last year because, as freshmen, they could not crack Staples’ engineering team.

Congratulations to Harris Durrani, Jehangir Hafiz, Eric Lubin, Todd Lubin and Timothy Yang.  You’re #2 in the world — and #1 in Westporters’ hearts.

And this just in:  Due to budget cuts, the entire robotics curriculum may be eliminated next year.

Pearl Wakeman, 1919-2009

Pearl Wakeman, who with her late husband Ike operated Wakemans Farm on Cross Highway, died yesterday at 90.

The family’s 121-year-old farmhouse was a vesitge of old New England.  As reported on WestportNow.com, longtime Westporter Chip Stephens remembers buying a dozen ears of corn — or a stack of wood — for $2, and ordering Thanksgiving turkeys that were killed a few yards away.  Pearl and Ike, Chip said, were green long before it was in vogue.

I remember the Wakemans for allowing the town to use their land for open land, at a crucial time in Westport’s development.

The Wakemans could have subdivided their property for building lots — and commanded a handsome price.  It was an option many longtime Westporters chose.

The Wakemans did not want to see their farm close.  But because of their generosity and foresight that large plot of land remains open space – and athletic fields — enjoyed by hundreds of Westporters every day.  Their farmhouse still stands, at the entrance to what is now known, properly, as Wakeman Park.

The next time you’re there for a game, a run or a nice dog-walk, think of — and thank — Ike and Pearl Wakeman.  They were two of a kind.

Columbine Plus 10

The first plans for the new Staples building had straight hallways.  That way, we could see the shooter from afar.  It was a response to Columbine, the high school horror that occurred a couple of years earlier– 10 years ago today.

Wiser heads prevailed.  Long halls in a school this size would have been architecturally grim — and educationally gruesome.  Students learn best in an atmosphere of openness and trust, not one modeled on a jail.

Staples is not perfect — architecturally or educationally — but it works pretty well.  And one of the reasons the new building is such a success is because — despite its scale — it acknowledges that its primary focus is on people.  It is light, modern and personal.

Staples High School

That focus is seen in many ways.  Staples has come a long way from the us-against-them environment created by previous principals.  For years, the school was criticized for a lack of personalization.  John Dodig has made it a high priority — and it’s working.

He, his assistant principals and grade level assistants are visible presences all day long, throughout the school.  They know the vast majority of students — not just the valedictorian and troublemakers.  Teachers reach out to classes via personal meetings and web pages.  Guidance counselors,  an outreach worker, nurses — all are proactive, not reactive.  Nearly every student knows at least one teacher, coach or staff member they can talk to, and trust.

Could Columbine happen here?

Perhaps.  No place on earth is immune from dysfunction.  But countless people at Staples have made an enormous effort to ensure that our school will not breed disaffected, rage-filled killers.

And one of the important decisions was creating human-scale, gently curving halls.

A Beacon Is Dimmed

Beacon Electronics — a granddaddy of Westport’s locally owned, hometown businesses — has turned off its lights.

Perhaps time passed an electronics repair store by.  But “06880” won’t let Beacon pass into memory without a proper sendoff.

Nearly 20 years ago I interviewed Tom Migliaccio — co-owner with his brother Louis — for “Woog’s World.”  Even in 1990, I was awed that a store like Beacon Electronics was still around.

It opened at its Post Road location in 1949, and never moved (the name came from a big beacon behind it, near Rayfield Road).  I described it as “staffed by middle-aged experts, not 20-something whippersnappers who don’t know a woofer from a tweezer.  If my stereo was history, they’d tell me so, and if I needed a part that cost 98 cents, they wouldn’t charge me 98 bucks for it.”

When the Migliaccios opened, their rent was $75 a month.  In 1990 it was $100 — a day.  I have no idea what Beacon paid when it closed, but I’m sure it was a lot more than $3,000 a month.

Two decades ago, the Migliaccios described the difficulty of making money.  Solder cost $15 a pound.  “You can’t charge a customer for soldering a connection,” Tom said.  “But we have to solder, and someone’s gotta pay for it. Well, that someone is me.”

In the 20 years since we talked, things got worse.  People stopped bringing in radios for repair — because people stopped listening to radios.  Or if they didn’t, when one broke they simply bought a new one.

With televisions, the opposite occurred.  They became so complex — and humongous — that specialists now make house calls.  You can’t toss a 60-inch entertainment center in the back of your car, even if your car is the size of a house.

Way back then, Tom predicted doom for small Westport stores.  He said: “A friend told me, ‘If you stay in business long enough you’ll end up broke.’  The cost of staying in business, you just can’t keep up.  I think one day you’re going to find Westport is a town without services.  There are a lot of empty stores now, and there’ll be more in the future.  Pretty soon there’ll be no more mom-and-pop stores anymore.”

But — true to his generation and his craft — Tom was not complaining.  Looking back in 1990 on 41 years, he said he planned to stay as long as he could.

“By and large, everyone we run into is nice,” he said.  “We have a good clientele, and we’re thankful for it.  But you can’t control rent, you can’t control inventory costs, you can’t control health insurance.  That’s what the little guy is up against.  If I didn’t enjoy what I do, I would’ve been out of here long ago.”

It took 19 more years — for a total of 60 — but Beacon Electronics finally met its match.  Nothing lasts forever — not even a hometown repair shop where the owners are actual experts, and customers truly come first.

Today there is one more hole on the Post Road streetscape.  If there is a god, it won’t be filled by a bank.

Beacon Electronics

Figuring It Out

Good news!  The Stamford-Norwalk-Bridgeport metropolitan area is the nation’s “4th most livable city.”

Bad news! It’s also the nation’s most expensive rental market.

In other words, it’s a great place to live — but who can afford to live here?  Yogi Berra’s got nothin’ on me.

I guess we should be proud that Forbes.com — the livability folks — ranked us just behind Portland (ME), Bethesda (MD) and Des Moines (Midwest) — though neither Bethesda nor Stamford-Norwalk-Bridgeport is technically a “city.”

And we should probably be thrilled that Forbes’ “livability index” omitted criteria like traffic, commuting distances, public transportation, taxes, lack of room to grow, weather and, oh yeah, cost of housing.

Factor those in, and we’d be battling Cleveland,  Detroit and Flint for the title of most miserable places to live.

"Stamford-Norwalk-Bridgeport"

"Stamford-Norwalk-Bridgeport"

Flint, Michigan

Flint

Lookin’ Fine

Springtime in Westport

It’s Westport’s most wonderful time of year.  The forsythia, daffodils, crocuses and cherry blossoms are in bloom; the air is fresh and warm.  Sunny days beckon.

Realtors:  Quick, show clients around!

The rest of us:  Go out right now and enjoy spring.

This is New England.  It may be gone tomorrow.

Meet The Farmers

The average piece of food travels 1,500 miles to your refrigerator.

A group of Westporters wants to cut that to 100.

Last year, the Unitarian Church sponsored a Community Supported Agriculture program.  Over 40 families bought full ($600) or half ($300) shares.  On a rotating basis, from early June through the end of October, each family drove to Stone Gardens Farm in Shelton. They returned with enough food for 8 families.

The bounty was enormous:  sweet corn, plump tomatoes, kale, peas, beets, Swiss chard, squash, pickles, onions, peppers, eggplants, peaches, plums, apples, potatoes, spinach, squash and much more.  Most weeks there were tasty eggs; sometimes chicken, even grass-fed beef.

The families got a great deal on fantastic food.  They shared recipes, and a harvest feast at season’s end.

The farmers — Fred and Stacia Monahan — appreciated knowing there would be a constant demand for whatever they grew.

This year, organizers are expanding the idea.  A hundred families have already signed up — and it’s likely there will be a co-op drop-off spot in Westport, eliminating the Shelton run.

Tomorrow from 12:30 to 2 p.m., the Unitarian Church is hosting a lunch.  Interested residents can meet Fred, Stacia and CSA members, and enjoy fresh, homemade soup.

Crumbs, beware!

(For more information, contact Rebecca Howe: heres-howe@mindspring.com)

Checking out the goods last year in Shelton

Checking out the goods last year in Shelton

24-Hour Musical Madness

It’s the ultimate one-night stand.

Beginning at 9:30 p.m., over 100 cast and crew members have just 24 hours to write, rehearse, tech and perform 4 musicals.  Each is 20 minutes long, and includes 2 songs and a dance number.

Oh, yeah — no one knows beforehand who they’ll work with.  Most have never met each other.

24 Hour Musicals” is masterminded by Ari Edelson.  The 1994 Staples grad — a self-described “theatre director/multiple hat-wearer” — organized the entire event last weekend, for the 2nd year in a row.  There’s a good reason:  The project is a fundraiser for the Orchard Project, an upstate New York incubator for cutting-edge theater (he’s the artistic director).

Ari Edelson giving direction (Photo by Kerry Long - www.kerrylong.com)

Ari Edelson giving direction (Photo by Kerry Long - http://www.kerrylong.com)

This year’s show was held at the Gramercy Theater, a 350-seat venue. Ari also scored the National Arts Club — Samuel Tilden’s Gilded Age mansion — for the overnight writing session, breakfast and after-party.

“That turned a low-cost event into something classy and special,” Ari says.

Special indeed:  Audience members and cast know they’ll never see these shows again.  Like Brigadoon, “24 Hour Musicals” exist for just 1 day.  Unlike Brigadoon, they never reappear.

At 9:30 p.m. the writer-composers (including Westporter Justin Paul) met.  They took actors’ photos into a room, and — like fantasy football —  drafted a team.  By 11, 4 casts were picked.  Writers worked through the night creating musicals from scratch.

At 6 a.m. computers transcribed their creations into scripts and mp3s. At 7 the directors and actors began rehearsals.  A few frantic hours later, the shows opened.  An hour and a half later, they were already closed.

The actors — who this year included Cheyenne Jackson, Rachel Dratch, Roger Bart and Richard Kind — were stunned.  “It’s normally 3 weeks before I memorize a song,” one said.  “Here I had 3 hours.”

Ari calls the exhausting, exhilarating event “an Ironman for the theater.”

And like an Ironman challenge, only the strong survive.

“Part of the fun is when people forget their lines,” Ari says.  “The audience loves seeing blood on the floor.”

The cast and crew of "24 Hour Musical" - Justin Paul is in the lightest shirt, near the left (Photo by Kerry Long - www.kerrylong.com)

Cast of "24 Hour Musical" (Photo by Kerry Long - http://www.kerrylong.com)