Monthly Archives: November 2017

Bloch That Cell Tower!

Stephen Bloch and his wife moved to Stonybrook Road in 2002. He’s a partner in a Westport venture capital firm. In an earlier career, he was a practicing physician.

The Blochs have spotty cell service at home. There’s a dead zone in the area, not far from Earthplace.

Verizon wants to enhance coverage. You’d figure the Blochs would be happy.

They are anything but.

The company plans to put a mini-cell tower on a utility pole in the couple’s front yard, 60 yards from their home. Verizon says that’s the best place for it.

The Blochs — and their neighbors — disagree.

Vehemently.

The Blochs’ home (left), and the utility pole (right) where Verizon hopes to install a mini-cell tower.

Bloch — who, you will recall, has a medical degree — is concerned about possible biological effects of radio frequency waves emitted by the mini-tower.

And — just as disturbing — Bloch says that Verizon refuses to share any technical details about performance and safety of the devices.

“There’s no information about shielding, direction of the beam – nothing.”

“We’ve gotten no specs” from the company, he adds. “So we can’t even tell whether it’s compliant” with existing laws and regulations.

Bloch notes that current rules were written for large cell towers — not these new mini ones.

“Whenever I ask, all they say is, ‘We follow FCC regulations,'” Bloch says. “I’ve asked them to demonstrate the need for these. I’ve never gotten any answers.”

Bloch says there was “a big uproar” in Palo Alto when Verizon proposed a similar mini-tower. Ultimately, he says, the utility got what it wanted.

A typical mini-cell tower.

“They want to do this here by fiat,” says Bloch. They hide behind legal precedent, and a weak appeals process.”

The appeals process requires them to spend a day at Public Utilities Regulatory Agency headquarters in New Britain. They’re slated to meet December 15. Verizon must appear that day too.

But, Bloch says exasperatedly, “Just getting that appointment was incredibly difficult.”

He says there is only one other similar mini-cell tower in Westport: in front of Ned Dimes Marina at Compo Beach. That’s much further away from any homes than Verizon’s proposed Stonybrook site.

First selectman Jim Marpe and town attorney Ira Bloom have written letters supporting the Blochs, and helped propose alternative pole locations either on public land or further away from houses. But, Bloch says, “Verizon will not consider it.”

He doesn’t think Verizon will listen on December 15 either. But, he notes, “PURA has to consider public comment.”

He doesn’t expect Westporters to flock to New Britain to support him and his wife, in their battle against a large utility company.

But, he says, “we welcome public comment on ‘06880.’”

 

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Spotted Horse restaurant. (Photo/Katherine Bruan)

Opening The Door For Veterans, On Their Special Day

Today is Veterans Day. There’s no better time to hear Dylan Mace’s story.

The Staples High School junior is a varsity hockey player. He’s also an active member of Operation Care Package, a school club that assembles and sends books, magazines, food and more to American troops serving in places like Afghanistan.

Dylan got involved as a freshman. His grandfather served in Special Forces during the Korean War. Before he died, he passed along his pride in the military to Dylan.

Dylan Mace

This year, as he tried to find another way to help out, Dylan learned about Westport’s VFW Post 399. Speaking with commander Bernie Rombout, he learned the Riverside Avenue building lacked a handicap-accessible bathroom.

“That appalled me,” Dylan says. “These are brave men and women who serve. They could lose limbs. They should be able to use the bathroom at the VFW!”

Dylan learned the cost of design and renovation for such a bathroom: $10,000.

Immediately, he created a GoFundMe page to help.

Dylan will also be at the downtown Starbucks this weekend, soliciting donations.

In many ways, today is a normal Saturday in Westport. But it’s also an important national holiday.

Dylan Mace has provided a meaningful way for us to honor it. Just click here to help.

(Hat tip: Vicky Capozzi)

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High winds create beautiful clouds at Compo Beach today. (Photo/Larry Untermeyer)

Friday Flashback #65

Today, there are plenty of places in Westport to buy great hamburgers. From Matt Storch’s Burger Lobster in Saugatuck to Shake Shack near Southport, we’re awash in meat.

Once upon a time, there were 2 places to go: Big Top, and Chubby Lane’s.

Big Top — which drew a great lunchtime crowd ranging from lawyers to bikers — was at the corner of the Post Road and Roseville. Today it’s McDonald’s, which basically says everything you need to know about America.

Chubby’s, meanwhile, was more of a dinner place. It was located next to the New Englander Motel (now the Westport Inn). Across the street was Charpentier’s (now Border Grill), a butcher shop that was the reason Chubby’s burgers were so good. (They were also the first place in town that charged the astronomical price of $1 for one.)

I don’t have any photos of Chubby Lane’s. Long ago, it was replaced by the Willows Pediatrics Group. But its predecessor was called the Bantam. And it looked like this:

(Photo courtesy of Paul Ehrismann)

 

Making Music After A Midlife Crisis

Rob Slosberg is “just a dad trying to live the midlife crisis dream.”

This being Westport, many midlife crises are eased with a sports car or trophy wife.

Slosberg — a lifelong Westporter and 1982 Staples High School grad — took a different route.

“It’s a bit surreal releasing a first album at my age,” he says. (He’s 52.) “When I tell people about it, they sort of tilt their head at me and say, ‘why?” Or they ask, “seriously, what’s your real job?”

Growing up in Westport — and just starting his career in advertising — Slosberg only dabbled in music. But then his 2 sons were born. He picked up his guitar, and played for and with them.

By the time Justin was 11 — and drumming with School of Rock —  Slosberg joined him in a band.

Justin Slosberg

At 14, Justin tried guitar. Pretty quickly, he was better than his dad.

Slosberg tells people that Justin got too cool to play with his father. Actually, Slosberg admits, his son was too talented.

That’s not the old man blowing smoke. Justin was recently accepted into Berklee College of Music.

So Slosberg started another band. Miss Suzy’s Opus was a regular on the Bobby Q’s roof.

Slosberg began writing original tunes. But he was hesitant to play them publicly. “People want to dance. They don’t want to hear some guy’s new song,” he says. “I completely get that.”

Rob Slosberg

Then one of his sons got very sick. Today Slosberg tells people, “‘we went through a traumatic medical event.’ I usually don’t talk about it much more than that, because it hurts my heart to talk about it. It was a dark time.”

Suddenly, there was nothing more important in his life than writing more songs and getting an album finished. Slosberg was on a mission.

It took a year, on and off, in the studio. He kept it secret from almost everyone.

“I didn’t want any negative energy,” he explains. “I only played the songs for my girlfriend. She’s obligated to love them.”

In real life, Slosberg is a creative director at a New York advertising firm. The album — “Private Moon” — is being released under the name Rob Morton.

That’s his middle name. He’s not hiding anything — he just wants his artist and ad lives to be separate.

Slosberg’s favorite track is “Just One More Day With You.” It’s fun and upbeat, but with a tinge of sadness.

There’s also a tribute to his boys. It’s called “I Was Supposed to be Your Hero.”

It’s a great song. And the title is a lot better than “I Was Supposed to be an Advertising Guy, Until This Midlife Crisis Hit.”

(“Private Moon” is available on iTunes and other music sites.)

 

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Nyala Farm (Photo/Dave Dellinger)

Jenny Hampe’s Journey

At Staples, Jenny Hampe was a disciple of Jim Wheeler. The popular art teacher advised her against art school though, warning, “It will ruin you.”

So after graduating in 1983, Jenny headed to New York University — for film.

Young Jenny Hampe.

In her senior year she moved to Kentucky, to study with Mike Skop — Wheeler’s own mentor.

“That’s the greatest thing I’ve ever done,” Jenny says. She dropped out of NYU, and — she thought — left Westport and the East Coast behind.

She was drawn to “very remote, windswept, lonely, cold, isolated northern places, for philosophical retreats.” Jenny says.

She lived on the northwest coast of Scotland, and an island off Maine. Every once in a while though, she returned home. When she did, Soup’s On — the friendly, funky Main Street restaurant — always welcomed her back with work.

During one of those interludes, she met a customer wearing a Norwegian sweater. He lived in Weston, but was a legit Scandinavian. They fell in love, went to Norway, got married at Norfield Church, and moved back to his home country.

He went to organic farming school. They found a farm on a fjord. Accessible only by boat, there was sun less than 6 months a year. The nearest village was over 5 miles away.

The fjord farm.

It was quite a place. UNESCO named it a World Heritage Site. National Geographic called it one of the most beautiful spots on earth. “We were there in the wilderness,” Jenny says.

The 2 suburbanites with a small flock of sheep, some wild boars and chickens learned as they lived. Soon, Jenny had a child.

Their 2 1/2 years on the fjord farm ended when her husband got in a fistfight with their 75-year-old neighbor.

Jenny found an island for sale, elsewhere in Norway. With a loan from Westport Bank & Trust, they bought it. They lived there for 7 1/2 more years. She had 2 more babies.

There were Jersey cows, 75 sheep, pigs, turkeys, chickens and rabbits. Like the other farm, this one had minimal electricity and plumbing.

“It was another amazing chapter,” Jenny recalls.

Jenny Hampe loved her farm life.

She got divorced, and married another Norwegian. Soon, Jenny was living on her 3rd farm. It lacked road access, electricity and running water.

She was there for another 10 years. She had her 4th child there too.

Jenny Hampe with her “kids” — human and animal.

Then she had a midlife crisis. “It’s a complex story,” she says. “I was homesick for my homeland.”

Which is why Jenny now lives in … Brooklyn.

She’s an artist there, working in collage and textiles. (She learned that craft while sewing her own and her family’s clothes in Norway). She also makes memory jugs.

Jenny Hampe today.

And 4 days a week, she commutes to Westport. She’s got “an amazing job” here, as an estate gardener.

“It’s confusing to some people,” she admits. “I dress in wooden shoes and aprons, with dresses down to my ankles. But I’m a New Yorker.”

She looks back with gratitude on her life tending goats and making cheese. But, she realizes, “New York was always in my blood. And Westport is my home.”

Her 4 children — now in their teens and 20s — spent last summer with her. They all shared a 1-bedroom Brooklyn apartment.

“They love New York too,” she says.

So what does she make of all this?

“My life is exciting,” she concludes. “I’m a Jenny of all trades.”

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Gloria, in the glorious Gray’s Creek late afternoon sun. (Photo/Betsy P. Kahn)

Unsung Hero #22

Last Friday, a man suffered cardiac arrest on the Norwalk LA Fitness basketball court.

Nancy Surace was working out nearby. When the Westport EMT heard the commotion, she swung into action.

As the man turned purple, she began CPR. Rhythmically, she pumped his chest and gave breaths.

“She was totally calm and confident,” reports Sheri Warshaw, who arrived as the event unfolded. “She was completely in control.”

Someone brought an AED. Nancy applied the pads, but no shock was needed. The man had a pulse. His color was returning.

As he regained consciousness, Nancy spoke quietly to the man.

Norwalk first responders arrived. When he was wheeled out, he smiled.

“Nancy single-handedly saved his life,” Sheri says with awe.

And then — as soon as the medics left — Nancy went right back to her workout.

There’s no doubt: Nancy Surace is our Unsung Hero of the Week.

Nancy Surace

(Do you know an Unsung Hero? Email dwoog@optonline.net)