Monthly Archives: February 2012

The Butlers May Not Do It

Because “06880” readers include a healthy proportion of the 1 percent, I will refrain from making any snarky comments on this weekend’s Wall Street Journal Investor story.

The loooong piece — titled “Honey, They Shrunk My Bonus” — describes in excruciating detail how “even the highest earners” on Wall Street are “increasingly vulnerable to cash squeezes — caught between bonuses that increasingly are paid in stock and luxury expenses that continue to soar even in a down economy.”

For example, the Journal says:

The lifestyle costs, or what bankers call their “burn rates,” can be substantial. For a typical top Wall Street executive with a family of four, the cost of a Manhattan apartment, household staff and private school can easily top $500,000 a year, consultants and bankers say. That doesn’t include the restaurants, clothing, second- or third-home upkeep and charity dinners that also are fixtures in finance.

So — in deference to my readers — I will refrain from commenting on quotes like this from Natasha Pearl, founder of Aston Pearl, which “often advises wealthy families on paring their budgets”:

Until you really analyze your budget, you don’t realize that the bill for your arborist has gone up 20% over the past five years, and it’s not because you have more trees.

Some Westporters are letting Mother Nature remove trees, in order to reduce arborist costs.

Instead — because “06880” is, as the tagline says, “Where Westport meets the world” — I’ll simply offer up these nuggets from Steven Laitmon, “co-founder of the Calendar Group, a Westport, Conn.-based staffing firm”:

Many bankers have consolidated their staffs. A family that might have had a butler, private chef, laundress, nanny and cleaning person might now have only a cleaning person “who also does some cooking and is child-friendly.”

Rather than employing personal assistants at home, some bankers are using the executive assistants at their offices to handle some of their personal logistics. To fill those duties, many Wall Street banks are looking for secretaries with personal-assistant experience, Mr. Laitmon says.

“I think some bankers realized they were over-staffed at home and now they’re trimming,” he says.

Westporters involved with the Occupy Wall Street movement were unavailable for comment.

Some Westporters may have to trim their household staffs.

All Those Nice Cottages

Avi Kaner was sitting in the airport the other day, waiting for an overseas flight.

Avi is Westport’s Board of Finance chairman, but at that moment he was like any other traveler: killing time by chatting with a random stranger also waiting to board.

The man — Uwe — lives in Italy. but was raised in Germany. When Avi said mentioned his own home, Uwe said,  “I lived in Westport!”

Turns out Uwe was a member of the Wollmatingen Soccer Club, in Konstanz. For over a decade beginning in the early 1970s, Westport and Konstanz had an exchange program. I remember those days well.

One summer, Westport players and coaches would travel abroad for 2 weeks. We’d stay in host homes, and in the spirit of freundschaft the German families took us all around beautiful Lake Constance, throughout southern Germany, and into the nearby Swiss Alps.

The next year, we’d reciprocate. We’d open our homes to them, arranging cookouts at Compo and excursions to New York City and Mystic.

There was plenty of soccer too. (Yes, the Americans did fine.)

Clearly, Uwe remembered Westport fondly — to the point of saying he “lived” here.

Of course, he had a few questions for Avi. For example, he asked about “all those nice cottages spread throughout Westport.”

Time sure plays tricks on the memories of our youth.

Nate Fox, MIT President

Getting into MIT is a pretty impressive accomplishment.

But thousands of students do it.

Only one can be president of the class, though.

Nate Fox has been elected 3 times.

Nate — now a senior — has long been destined for success. At Staples he was a self-described “math and science geek.” He starred on the math and robotics teams, but also enjoyed being part of a broader community.

“It’s an awesome place,” he says of the high school from which he graduated in 2008. “There’s something for everyone. No matter how you want to get involved — sports, drama, radio — you can.”

Nate Fox, pitching one of his many ideas.

Nate calls MIT “the next logical step.” From his Lego days on, he liked inventing and creating new things. “Math and science have power to impact people’s lives,” he explains.

He finds MIT to be — like Staples — “an amazing place. There’s intense intellectual curiosity and rigor. Everyone asks questions, and everyone tries to find answers.”

The school offers world-class professors, funding for research, and an environment in which “really cool ideas can grow.”

Though Nate loved physics at Staples, he found the MIT program too theoretical for his tastes. “Studying black holes is really important,” he says. “But for me, I want to effect the world more immediately.”

He went into mechanical engineering. A toy product design class satisfied his “childlike passion” for creating. “People do this for a living?!” he asked.

To complement the project-based, hands-on engineering curriculum he took marketing and business classes at MIT’s Sloan School of Management.

His first internship, after sophomore year, came in the product development group at Volkswagen. He learned a lot, then did a winter internship at Continuum, a design and innovation consultancy. “That was a fun, wacky place,” Nate reports. MBAs mixed right in with English, anthropology and engineering majors.

Those work experiences reinforced Nate’s desire to work in product design. Now he’s landed a job with Microsoft as an associate product manager. Starting this summer he’ll work in the Seattle-based Windows business group, examining product development, marketing and finance.

With a job with Microsoft already set after college, Nate Fox is on top of the world.

Now, about that MIT class presidency…

As a sophomore Nate ran against the incumbent, and won. He’s been re-elected ever since, based on his focus of getting more back for the class’ budget bucks.

As president, he’ll speak at graduation.

“It’s an incredible honor,” he says. Realizing that commencement speeches are filled with cliches, and that “it’s hard for a 21-year-old to be profound,” Nate plans to focus on what makes his class happy, what drives them, and what makes them who they are.

“We go through life trudging along,” he notes. “But every day is a gift. We really need to make the most of it.”

As Nate Fox clearly already has.

Tyler Hicks And Anthony Shadid

Westport native Tyler Hicks was with Anthony Shadid yesterday, when the New York Times correspondent suffered a fatal asthma attack in Syria.

Hicks — like Shadid, a Pulitzer Prize winner — administered CPR for half an hour. He then carried Shadid’s body across the border to Turkey, according to a story in today’s Times.

The article noted:

The assignment in Syria, which Mr. Shadid arranged through a network of smugglers, was fraught with dangers, not the least of which was discovery by the pro-government authorities in Syria. The journey into the country required both Mr. Shadid and Mr. Hicks to travel at night to a mountainous border area in Turkey adjoining Syria’s Idlib Province, where the demarcation line is a barbed-wire fence. Mr. Hicks said they squeezed through the fence’s lower portion by pulling the wires apart, and guides on horseback met them on the other side. It was on that first night, Mr. Hicks said, that Mr. Shadid suffered an initial bout of asthma, apparently set off by an allergy to the horses, but he recovered after resting.

On the way out a week later, however, Mr. Shadid suffered a more severe attack — again apparently set off by proximity to the horses of the guides, Mr. Hicks said, as they were walking toward the border. Short of breath, Mr. Shadid leaned against a rock with both hands.

“I stood next to him and asked if he was O.K., and then he collapsed,” Mr. Hicks said. “He was not conscious and his breathing was very faint and very shallow.” After a few minutes, he said, “I could see he was no longer breathing.”

Mr. Hicks said he administered cardiopulmonary resuscitation for 30 minutes but was unable to revive Mr. Shadid.

Shadid and Hicks were in the international spotlight last March, when they and 2 other Times journalists — including Westport native and fellow Staples grad Lynsey Addario, a photographer — were arrested by pro-government militias during the conflict in Libya. During a week in captivity, all were physically abused.

Lleft to right: New York Times journalists Stephen Farrell, Tyler Hicks, Ambassdor Levent Sahinkaya, Lynsey Addario and Anthony Shadid at the Turkish Embassy in Tripoli, Libya, shortly after their release from captivity last year. (AP Photo/Turkish Ministry of Foreign Affairs)

Alan Bravin Remembers Achorn’s

Last week, “06880” reported on the pending move of Achorn’s Pharmacy, from its longtime home on Main Street to Playhouse Square.

Readers, naturally, commented on every angle, from the changing face of downtown to the tax rates in Vermont.

But one set of voices was not heard: anyone associated with Achorn’s.

Now, enjoy these insights from Alan Bravin, son of the store’s longtime owner, Murray Bravin.

When I heard that Achorn’s Pharmacy was moving from Main Street, I wasn’t sure how I felt. At first it didn’t really sink in since I haven’t lived in town since 1977, and also since my dad sold the store in the early 1990s.  But in the few days since I found out, I’ve reflected back on the years that Achorn’s was owned by the Bravin family.

Murray Bravin (center), with his parents, Anne and Henry.

I was 3 years old when we moved from Brooklyn to Westport, and into our home at 3 Silverbrook Road. I didn’t understand it at the time, but now I realize how lucky our family was.

My dad Murray, along with his dad Henry, had bought Achorn’s Pharmacy in 1956. As I grew up, I’m not sure I fully appreciated how great a place Main Street was. Next door was Gristede’s; across the street was the Remarkable Book Shop, Westport Pizzeria and Osca’rs, and down the street was Klein’s and the YMCA, where I spent many days playing billiards, badminton and basketball.

At the end of Main Street at the Post Road was Ships, which to this day made the best seafood bisque I’ve ever had. It seemed everyone knew everyone.  Main Street was indeed a community of its own.

I remember getting Hanukah/Christmas gifts from the store — simple things like Scotch tape, staples, gold chocolate coins, etc. I was happy to have them all.  Imagine giving kids gifts like that today, instead of an iPhone or iPad or Xbox or Wii. The world sure has changed. And so has Main Street.

I did many things at Achorn’s when I was old enough. Anything from stock boy to delivery boy, cleaning up, running over to Oscar’s to pick up lunch for everyone, or working behind the counter processing credit cards the old fashioned way (running them through a machine to make an imprint of the credit card).

Murray Bravin, behind the Achorn's counter.

Big sellers at the store were cigarettes, cigars, Timex watches and camera film. I imagine they aren’t such big sellers today.

I remember meeting Paul Newman, who came into the store one day when I was there. But I mostly remember my hero, my dad Murray Bravin.

In the nearly 4 years since my dad’s passing, I’ve run into several people who knew and admired him. The time that affected me the most was when I played golf a few years ago in Southern California. I went by myself, and was paired up with an older man I had never met.

We chatted, one thing led to another, and he told me he lived in Westport in the ’80s and ’90’s. I asked him if he ever went to Achorn’s. He said he went there all the time. When I told him that was my dad’s store he paused, looked at me and said, “Are you serious? Murray is your father?”

He said they had lunch on several occasions, and how much they liked each other. The rest of the golf round was fantastic conversation.

Murray Bravin (right) receives a plaque, for filling Pfizer's 2 millionth prescription. (Note: It was the company's 2 millionth -- not the store's!)

No one admired my dad more than me.  He was kind and a very generous man.  The stories I’ve heard make me feel even more proud to be his son. I don’t think it was random that I ended up on the Apaches Little League team that was proudly sponsored by Achorn’s Pharmacy.

I saw Pamela Sue Martin at our 10-year Staples reunion in 1981. Pamela worked at Achorn’s when she was at Staples. I asked if she was interested in getting her old job back behind the counter. She just smiled. She already had a day job that was paying her sufficiently. Something to do with playing Fallon, a regular character on “Dynasty” at the time. I doubt minimum wage (or slightly above) could compete with that.

I think back on the day that Achorn’s entered the computer world for inventory and re-ordering. Dad resisted the effort, but was finally convinced to convert.  After a rough transition period, it made his life so much easier.  I remember  the long hours my dad put in at Achorn’s, standing on his feet all day waiting on customers, filling prescriptions and listening to their stories, checking inventory, cleaning up.  Making emergency free deliveries in the middle of the night to get people prescriptions they needed right away. He loved all of it.

I’m glad that Achorn’s is moving from Main Street. For me personally, it will never be the same as it once was.  It is the end of an era.

Y Unveils Building And Sewer Plans

Hard on the heels of the Westport Y’s plan to seek permission to hook up to the town’s sewer, the Y today announced more plans involving construction of its new facility at Mahackeno.

Construction of the new Family Y is scheduled to begin in October. It starts with a 55,000-square foot main building that includes a competitive lap pool and family/teaching pool; a wellness center, gymnasium, 3 fitness studios, “child watch area” and 5 locker rooms.

“As more dollars are given, we’ll be able to expand our new Family Y and add the rest of the features envisioned in the original design for our Mahackeno campus,” says Bonnie Strittmatter, president of the board of directors.

An artist's rendering of the new Westport Y.

The public can view plans and designs for the facility at an informational meeting next Thursday Wednesday (February 23 22, 7 p.m. at the Y).

“While we regret that we can’t construct the whole facility at the same time, we are convinced that it is the most fiscally responsible thing to do,” says Jim Marpe, chairman of the board of trustees.

“Not only does it make sense economically, it also gives us greater flexibility going forward to meet the evolving needs of the community we’ve served for nearly a century.”

Turner Construction — which built the new Staples High School, Bedford Middle Schoo and the Senior Center, and renovated the Westport Country Playhouse — will be the Y’s primary site development and construction partner.

Also involved: Robert A.M. Stern Architects, and Land-Tech Consultants.

And about that sewer: The Y has filed an application with the town to connect the new facility to the municipal sanitary sewer system. The Y previously gained local and state approval to install and operate a septic system to treat wastewater from the new facility on site.

The Board of Selectmen — acting as the Water Pollution Control Authority —  meets in a special session next Monday (February 27, 7 p.m., Town Hall) to discuss the request for a sewer extension to Mahackeno.

Pulling Back The Curtain On Trader Joe’s

When Toto pulled back the curtain, the results were disappointing.

But shoppers walking into Trader Joe’s yesterday — in Compo Shopping Center, not Oz — got more than they expected.

The specialty grocery store’s curtain — the one against the back wall — was gone, revealing a new, improved space. With Silver’s relocating a few doors away (to its original location), Westport’s favorite spot for frozen chicken tikka masala and triple ginger snap cookies has now doubled in size.

The expanded Trader Joe's has more produce, more space -- even more artwork on the back walls.

The Westport store, now in its 15th year — I know, I didn’t believe that either — is not adding any new products. But the extra space means more room — 6 shelves of soy milk, say, not 3 — ensuring far fewer shortages.

It will also alleviate the cramped aisles and shopper bottlenecks that caused even the most chill vegan to walk out with both healthy food and high blood pressure.

With Phase I nearly complete, the next step is remodeling the “old” section. That’s trickier than working behind a curtain. The floor will be replaced, new cash registers installed, new artwork hung — all at night.

The target date — knock on the new wood — is sometime in March.

3 Lost Sisters

Having lived in Westport my whole life, I thought I knew everything about this town.

From the Bankside Farmers to the banks no one ever goes to; from F. Scott Fitzgerald to Marilyn Chambers, I’ve heard all the stories.

Except the fact that Westport has 3 sister cities.

It’s right there in Wikipedia, which never seldom lies: “Westport currently has three sister cities: Marigny, France; St. Petersburg, Russia; Yangzhou, China.”

If that’s true, we must be part of a very dysfunctional family. You know, the kind that never gets together– even for holidays, weddings and funerals.

Well, it is true. I typed “sister cities” into the town website. There it is again, under “Appointed Boards”:

The Westport Sister Cities Association is a non-profit organization dedicated to improving human ties and understanding through cultural, trade, and educational exchange with other communities throughout the world. The Association strives to enrich the lives of Westport and Fairfield County residents through participation in such exchanges.

Westport currently has three sister cities: Marigny, France; St. Petersburg, Russia; Yangzhou, People’s Republic of China.

So we not only have 3 sisters — we’ve got an entire Association dedicated to them.

Marigny - magnifique!

The Marigny connection makes sense. Right after D-Day Westporter Bob Loomis — a gun sergeant — ended up there, 25 miles from Utah Beach. A couple of weeks later another Westporter, heavy machine gunner Clay Chalfant, moved through Marigny with his company on their way to Belgium.

Woody Klein’s history of Westport notes that after the war Charlotte MacLear, head of the French department at Staples, sparked an campaign to “officially adopt Marigny” and help its recovery. Our town sent clothes, money and Christmas gifts, thanks to fundraising that included selling toys and buckets with designs painted by Westport artists.

In return, Marigny created the “Westport School Canteen,” and named the town’s largest square “Place Westport.”

In June 1994 — as part of the 50th anniversary of the invasion of Normandy — Marigny invited 3 Westport middle school students and 2 Westport veterans to stay in the homes of residents. They visited shops named “Westport Pharmacy” and “Westport Gift Shop.” The 2 veterans were, of course,  Loomis and Chalfant

Zut alors!

St. Petersburg seems to have no connection to Westport. It is, however, the only one of our 3 sisters I’ve actually visited. I don’t recall any signs hanging near the Hermitage or Neva River saying “Здравствуйте, Westport” (thanks, Google Translate!).

Of course, I might have missed them. There was a lot of vodka involved.

St. Petersburg -- not too shabby.

Finally, Yangzhou. Of our 3 lost sisters, this was the one with the most potential. After all, the US is now a wholly-owned subsidiary of China, so we ought to embrace our relative with all the money.

Bingo! (Or, as we say via Google Translate, 宾果!)

Google offered several links. The 1st was a long-ago sister-city site on a Staples server. It hasn’t been updated since 2002, but it included information about exchange programs with students, and a trip to Yangzhou by long-ago social studies teacher Todd Parker. Though the messageboard, chatroom and guestbook were all defunct, clearly some sort of arrangement once existed.

Clicking the link to Yangzhou’s official site delivered this error message: “The URL. http://www.china-yz.com is categorized as ‘pornography.'”

Now we’re talking!

Yangzhou in the spring.

Another link brought up a long-ago journal entry from Chris Fray, the Staples Mandarin teacher. Traveling in China, he wrote:

I meet Joel and Arline Epstein, two Westporters who have recently moved from Long Island. They are on a four day visit to Yangzhou and want to meet me. Joel and Arline are active in the Westport Sister City Committee and have come to Yangzhou to scout out some potential activities for the Committee as part of a larger-scale visit to China….We spend most of the dinner discussing China and the potential of future exchanges between Westport and Yangzhou.

And in June 2005, WestportNow reported, then-First Selectwoman Diane G. Farrell visited Yangzhou to “commemorate” the 10th anniversary of the sister city relationship, and then renew it.

Since then, 这是她写道 (“that’s all she wrote”).

Chris Fray confirms that — after 9 years or so of teacher exchanges, and a few other connections involving photographers and businesspersons — our Yangzhou connection has petered out.

There’s no more information online about our sister-city relationship with Yangzhou — or St. Petersburg, or Marigny. And, Chris thinks, the sister city committee hasn’t met in several years.

Do you think it was something we said?

David Gold Strikes Oro

Ten years after high school, some Staples graduates work at jobs they hate. Some still live at home.

David Gold is doing exactly what he loves: teaching and being an entrepreneur. And he’s doing it in the old quarter of Panama City, a neighborhood he calls “exciting and vibrant” in a capital city that’s “beautiful and historic yet modern.”

Earlier this year, David opened Casco Antiguo Spanish School. The school offers a variety of Spanish language instruction — half-day survival courses; week-long sessions, even a month — to anyone wanting to learn while immersed in the environment.

The school also provides opportunities to volunteer in the neighborhood, tour the area, and partake in its nightlife. It’s a full-service language course. Just a few weeks after starting,  Casco Antiguo has nearly outgrown its building.

David Gold (2nd from right) gets some good press in Panama.

It’s a high-stakes adventure, but one David seems born to. After graduating in 2002 from Staples — where he starred on the wrestling team — he headed north to McGill University. He then took his degree in international development and economics to the Peace Corps. Assigned to Bolivia, he worked in agriculture and taught small business ventures to women’s groups.

His next gig was teaching 4th grade at an international school. He spent 10 months backpacking around South America, before moving to New York.

“I was thinking about what was next — maybe banking or law — when I realized that was not what I wanted to do,” David says. While temping — “stuffing envelopes, literally” — he realized he wanted to return to South America.

He started a business offering SAT tutoring in Panama City — a place he loves — with just $150 in his bank account. Next: teaching English to Dell customer service representatives.

Panama City -- and the canal.

He borrowed $1,000, and began teaching English in a storefront. He’s still doing that, having added a children’s program and classes in “survival English” for front-line hotel staff.

But David also wanted to teach Spanish, to non-Spanish speakers. Six months ago he found an old schoolhouse to convert into rooms for his venture.

His aim is to help the Casco Viejo neighborhood — Panama City’s old quarter — make its next transition. Once it was filled with beautiful homes. Then it fell into disrepair. Now — safe, pulsing with nightlife, sitting right by the entrance to the Panama Canal — it is poised for rebirth.

David’s first students are people already living in the city. Some are backpackers, who want only enough Spanish to order food in a restaurant or get on the right bus.

Others hope to learn more. One class is filled with the wives of mining company executives. A woman from mainland China enrolled; she did not even know enough Spanish to say “¡Hola!”

The age range is 19 to over 70. David’s first student was the founder of the Toronto Film Festival. He was in Panama City to plan a festival there.

Soon, David hopes, students will include people for whom his school is a destination. He wants them to come from all over the world. They’ll learn the language in the morning, then stay for volunteer opportunities and fun.

Among the volunteer efforts: helping local children with homework, arts and dance; aiding women with job skills; teaching English, and working in a nearby orphanage.

The staff of 10 teachers includes a full-time director — David hired her away from the Peace Corps — who wrote all the course materials.

Nearby housing options include youth hostels, apartments and 5-star hotels.

Feedback, he says, is “fantastic. People love the instruction, the restaurants, the wine bars, galleries, theaters, everything. We’re really at a tipping point.” The neighborhood has embraced the new school, because it has embraced the community.

David Gold (right). The laid-back dude on the left is Ricardo Martinelli, president of Panama.

In fact, all of Panama is thriving, David says. “There’s an energy here I haven’t seen anywhere else. People are doing really cool things. There are hundreds of islands, beaches, mountains — it’s amazing.”

There’s not a huge marketing budget, so much of the buzz comes from Facebook. Casco Antiguo got a big boost when Ricardo Martinelli — the president of Panama — posed for a photo with David and the school’s sign. “He was just hanging out in the plaza, talking to people,” David says. “I went up to him, told him what I was doing, and asked if I could take a picture. He thought it was a great idea.”

So do many others.

“We’re already so booked we’re holding classes in the hallway,” David says. “Luckily, we have a great view of the Panama Canal.”

(For more information on Casco Antiguo, click here. To contact David directly, email david@cascospanish.com)

Staples Scientists Are Real Rubes

Kids these days!

While their friends were out doing “whatever” last weekend, the Staples High School Applied Science Club won 1st place at the state Rube Goldberg competition.

Their challenge was to inflate and pop a balloon using as many energy transfer steps as possible. As seen in the carnival-themed machine in the picture below, their design incorporated ramps, pulleys, waterfalls, zip lines, a Ferris wheel, and the final razor blade.

Warning: Do not try this at home!

The team moves on to — of course — the national competition in March.

Congratulations — in a very direct fashion — to Clay Andrews, Megumi Asada, Dylan Klein, Neloise Egipto. Ben Shay and Tiffany Young.