Monthly Archives: August 2009

Backpack For A Cause

Back-to-school shopping is seldom the grinning, hand-holding experience portrayed in TV and print ads.

backpacksKids worry they’ll have the “wrong” notebooks or pens.  Parents fear they’ll forget something important, and their kid’s teacher will think they’re idiots.

Other Westporters have a deeper, more realistic fear:  They can’t pay for everything their kids need.

Every year that’s true.  In 2009, it’s truer than ever.

Fortunately, Westport’s Human Services Department is on the case.

Its annual Back to School program, offering supplies to eligible families, begins tomorrow.  It runs for a week.

The program provides new backpacks and school materials, as well as shoe gift cards, to low-income Westporters.  Last year, 186 kids from 99 families received assistance.  It doesn’t take Nostradamus to know this year’s numbers will be higher.

The program depends entirely on the generosity of individuals and organizations.  Tax-deductible monetary donations, made payable to “Families in Need Fund” (memo:  “Backpacks”) can be sent to, or dropped off at, Human Services, 110 Myrtle Ave. (Town Hall), Westport CT 06880.

Donations of new school supplies — including backpacks, that most visible fitting-in sign of all — can be made at Room 200 in Town Hall, weekdays from 8:30 a.m. to 5:30 p.m.

To find out if you qualify for assistance, contact Margaret Pinheiro by phone (341-1050) or email (humansrv@westportct.gov).

Sarah Kennedy: A Westport Gem

Some Westport merchants sell gems.

Some Westport merchants are gems.

Sarah Kennedy is that rarity:  A gem-seller who also is one.

Sarah Kennedy wears one of her own handblown pieces.

Sarah Kennedy wears one of her own handblown pieces.

For 39 years she owned The Cellar Workshop.  Her hand-designed and self-manufactured jewelry drew a devoted clientele.

But, Sarah laments, “it was the best-kept secret in town.”

The location — on the corner of Church Lane and Myrtle Avenue, across from Christ & Holy Trinity Church — was less than ideal.  “People just whipped by,” Sarah says.  “If they stopped to look, there was an accident.”

A year ago, Sarah relocated to Saugatuck.  Her new spot on Railroad Place — directly across from the train station — is bright and welcoming.  It’s the perfect location to show off her unique, eclectic collection of rings, bracelets, pendants and pins.

“It’s terrific,” Sarah says.  “It’s wonderful.  I’ve kept all my old customers, and added so many more who never knew I existed.  It’s like a new business.”

Every night, restaurants like Mario’s and Tarantino draw window shoppers to her showcases.  Every morning, Sarah says, she wipes off the glass because people have pressed their noses against the pane.

I was one of the many Westporters who never knew about Sarah.  (I’m ashamed to admit it — after all, she’s a 1960 graduate of Staples; her father once owned Compo Acres Pharmacy, and her mother died a year ago at 98.)

The woman who told me about Sarah raved about her work — she called it “exquisite, beautiful, a museum of fine jewels.”

She also described Sarah’s generosity — how she polishes jewelry and rings without charging.  As if on cue, in the middle of our conversation the local FedEx guy walked in.  His necklace had broken.  Sarah offered to solder it while he made other deliveries.

“What’s the big deal?” she said as he left, smiling.  “It’s such a simple thing.  I can’t nickel-and-dime people.”

Of her 4 decades in Westport, Sarah says:  “I’ve been very fortunate.  My career has been a gift.  I’m very grateful to be able to do this.”

(Cellar Workshop is located at 44 Railroad Place, Westport.  Phone:  203-227-3329.)

Phoning Home

phone alertLast Sunday night, Compo Beach residents were startled to receive phone calls from an automated alert system.

Around 10:30, a recorded voice alerted them that a suicidal woman was in the area.  It was the 1st use of the CodeRED Reverse 911 system since the town acquired it last fall.

The woman turned up safe around the same time the calls were made.

In the days that followed, the out-of-the-blue alert was a topic of conversation on the side streets and seawall.

Some residents were comforted that the system exists.  They praised its use, and look forward to receiving warnings about storms and floods.

Others worried about possible overuse of the system.  Some wondered who oversees the calls.

There were objections to the lack of prior notification about the system.  A few residents were disturbed to be awakened — particularly for what they felt was not a real emergency.  “What was I supposed to do once I got the call?” one asked.

There were questions of privacy — should residents have been told the nature of the emergency, or simply been asked to look out for a certain woman?

Others, meanwhile, felt the message did not go far enough.  They were not sure whether to lock doors, or go outside to search for the woman.

One thing is certain:  The CodeRED alert woke people up.  In many more ways than one.

Double L Farm Stand May Close — Important Update

This morning’s “06880” post — the story immediately below this one — sent scores of produce-lovers to the Double L Farm Stand, located on the Post Road a few yards over the town line in Southport.

Simultaneously, owner Lloyd Allen sent this urgent email to customers:

Dear Friends,

The city of Fairfield has decided once again to close us down.  In the meantime, we are going to quietly sell off our inventory while we make alternate plans to stay in business.  Tomorrow and Sunday we will be open and selling our wonderful peaches, tomatoes, corn and much more.  We hope you will come in and give us a helping hand.  See you soon and spread the word.

“The building is not up to code,” Lloyd admitted this afternoon, as shoppers — some of whom had gotten the message, others who had not — thronged the shop.

“But it’s an open-air farm stand,” he continued.  “We’re being treated with the same mind-set as Stop & Shop.”

Lloyd called the Fairfield zoning action “a little bump in the road. We may be out of commission this week.  But stuff is still coming out of the field.  We can’t stop farmers from growing.”

He pointed to enormous cucumbers.  “Those came in 30 minutes ago, from Redding Road.”

Lloyd advises customers to call (256-9994) next week to find out what’s happening.  If “06880” hears anything, we’ll let you know.

Double L Farm Stand

Double L Means ‘Llocal’ Produce

Lloyd Allen and local Westport cucumbers.

Lloyd Allen and local Westport cucumbers.

During 12 years running the Double L Farm Stand on King’s Highway, Lloyd Allen’s “local” produce came from places like New Jersey.

Now — in his 2nd year on the Post Road, at the  Southport line — “local” means right down the street.  There are beets from Bayberry Lane, tomatoes from Old Redding Road, potatoes from Easton.  It’s a true farmer’s market, and the farmers are our neighbors — maybe even you.

“Jimmy Belta pops the hood on his car, and unloads beets, garlic and basil,” Lloyd says of the native Westporter.

“He’s not the only one,” Lloyd notes.  “It’s everybody.  People deliver onions, eggplants, you name it.  They bringing it in Balducci’s and Saks bags.  They’re growing organic, and they’re excited.”

One of Lloyd’s suppliers used to work in New York.  Now he raises fingerling potatoes — hundred of pounds of them.

Another Westporter brings cucumbers.  A 72-year-old woman in Easton grows russet potatoes.

Lloyd calls the new emphasis on local farming “phenomenal.”  He attributes it to education; greater concern about what we eat; the economy and food prices, and a desire to eat better than we’ve been doing.

As if on cue, Mike Robertshaw drives up.  The 2006 Staples graduate’s car is filled with eggplant.

“He’s 1 of my farmers,” Lloyd says proudly.  And off he goes, to help unload another serving of very local produce.

Mike Robertshaw, Lloyd Allen and with a car full of eggplant.

Mike Robertshaw, Lloyd Allen and a car full of eggplant.

Not Going Down To Yasgur’s Farm

Woodstock“By the time we got to Woodstock,” Joni Mitchell sang, “we were half a million strong…”

I was supposed to be 1 of those half million.

I had my ticket.  A buddy and I were all set to go to Woodstock, or whatever they called the town where the festival was held many miles from there.  We were 16, and all set for god knows what kind of adventure.

Two weeks before liftoff, I biffed my parents’ station wagon into a tree.  For the rest of the summer, I had as much freedom as the dangerous dog down at Old Mill.  I spent Woodstock Weekend reading about how much fun everyone had.  Then I heard stories from all my friends who were there.  A few months later, I watched the movie.

Several years passed.  Cleaning stuff out of my parents’ house, I found my unused ticket.  “That’s interesting,” I thought.  And then, deeming it as worthless as it had been for the people who paid $18 for the “free concert, man,” I tossed it in the trash.

How was I to know that something called eBay would soon emerge, creating a vehicle for me to sell that collector’s item for a sum that would have allowed me to retire in comfort, until of course I would have lost it all in the current economic meltdown.

So I never went to Woodstock.  I have no nostalgia-exaggerated memories of discovering world peace through rain, mud and Jimi Hendrix’s music.

All that remains of my Woodstock era is a photo (below), of me as a 16-year-old boy.

I think it’s way cooler than any unused ticket could ever be.

Dan Woog back in the day, but not at Woodstock

Dan Woog back in the day, but not at Woodstock

Bang For Your Buck

If you’ve ever wanted to cheer for an outdoor entertainment area, tomorrow’s your chance.

Former Westporter John Martin’s construction project — a yard with an amazing outdoor kitchen — competes against 2 other (probably much less cool) outdoor entertainment areas.  Watch all the action on HGTV’s “Bang for Your Buck” (9:30 p.m.).

John now owns Straight & Level, an award-winning residential construction and remodeling firm in Austin, Texas.  Tomorrow’s show features a stunning outdoor kitchen created for the Willis family.  The kitchen is surrounded by beautiful terrain-scaping and plantings, with a custom copper fountain embedded into the outer wall.  (Click here for photos.)

The HGTV show highlights the effects of remodeling on sales prices.  A real estate agent and designer examine John’s renovation, and 2 other outdoor areas in Austin, all with similar budgets.  John’s is the only one without a pool — mildly ironic, as he was a medal-winning swimmer at Staples.

I don’t know what the judges will say.  But based on photos like this one, I’d bet the house on John.

Part of John Martin's kitchen -- see it all tomorrow on HGTV.

Part of John Martin's kitchen -- see it all tomorrow on HGTV.

A Historic Meth Lab

Westport Historic District Commission members usually talk about renovations, additions and repairs to old homes.  They discuss dormers, gazebos, porches — old New England-y stuff.

Last night it was meth labs.

just say noThe subject came up inadvertently.  A Westport resident, struggling to keep a home across the street from being demolished, said that years ago it was rumored to be the site of a meth lab.

The resident worried that without proper remediation, demolition could cause enormous health risks.

Another citizen — waiting to speak on another agenda item — tried to throw the Westporter a lifeline.  Maybe, this person suggested, there was a true historic connection.  After all, drugs — and the war against them — have long been a part of American history.

HDC members and the audience laughed.  Soon, the HDC voted to allow demolition of the house.

This morning, the Westporter who made the “historic” comment had second thoughts.  There had been no intent to joke about substance abuse — or a potentially dangerous former meth lab.

Even one with historical significance.

Enjoying The Summer Stay-cation

The Westport family’s 3-day plans fell through — the northern New England college they called for an interview for their rising senior was fully booked long ago.

blog - Connecticut mapjpgSuddenly, the Westporters had time all to themselves. So on a Tuesday night they sat down and talked about the many local things they always talk about doing, but never have time for.  It was a very long list.

They added ground rules:  no Facebook, Blackberries or email.  (They followed them well.  Not perfectly, but they tried.)

“What fun we had!” the mother reported.  Their high school students found the Maritime Aquarium — particularly the penguins — as much fun as when they were kids.

They mini-golfed in Ridgefield, picnicked at Waterford Beach near New London, rode bikes, took walks, saw movies, ate out and had leisurely breakfasts.  Even an errand to a camera store felt special, because they did it together.

On Saturday morning the list was nowhere near done.  One kid went back to a summer job.  E-mail needed checking; laundry beckoned.  Daily life began anew.

But, the mother says, “the satisfaction of being home and stepping out of the routine was magical.  I always think of us as a family that  spends time together, but something about this endeavor felt so freeing.  Three days together under the radar — when can I mess up the schedule again so we can do another stay-cation?”

There are limits to her joy, of course.  When I asked if I could use her name, the mother answered quickly.

“Definitely not,” she said.  “My kids would be mortified.”

Summer’s Here!

Westport summerAnd only 2 months behind schedule…