Roundup: Rabbit, Flag, Book, Music …

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Yesterday, while researching a potential training location, Westport firefighters discovered a dislodged vault cover that needed re-seating.

Then they found something else: a rabbit. It was trapped 6 feet down inside the vault, with no escape route.

Westport Animal Control officer Peter Reid helped the firefighters remove the rabbit, and transported it for evaluation.

Peter Reid, Peter Rabbit … what a great pre-Easter story! (Hat tip: Westport Police Department)

Peter Reid and friend. (Photo courtesy of Westport Police Department)

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Flags at Town Hall fly at half staff, in memory of the 8 people killed in Atlanta earlier this week.

The town’s Facebook page says: “The Town of Westport condemns the horrific attacks on our Asian neighbors, families and friends. An act of violence and racism against anyone is an affront to those among us who promote love, unity, and acceptance for all.

“Westport stands in solidarity with the Asian American and Pacific Islander community.”

(Courtesy of Town of Westport/Facebook)

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Today is the first day of spring. At Comp Beach, Amy Schneider captured the first spring sunrise:

(Photo/Amy Schneider)

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Christy Colasurdo writes:

Joan Isaacson, my neighbor of many years, recently wrote a book: The Red Velvet Diary.

“When I saw a post on Facebook, I figured I’d buy the book to be supportive. Little did I know it would be a heartfelt page-turner, and that my longtime next door neighbor, a grandmother of 6 teens, is also an excellent wordsmith with an emotional multigenerational story to tell.

“An avid reader, I was impressed. I believe other Westporters will also enjoy this captivating tale by a woman who has lived and raised her family here for the past 26-plus years.

“The story spans 3 generations of strong women, from the wartime 1940s to today. It deftly shifts perspectives and countries, between Joan, a modern woman coming of age in the tristate area and her star-crossed ’60s romance; her mother, an innocent teen in Athens during the Axis occupation who toughens up, joins the Resistance and falls in love with the enemy; and grandmother, the young daughter of a rabbi who is forced to leave her doting Jewish family in Turkey and flee to a convent in Greece under an assumed Christian identity to escape the pogroms.

“Isaacson has a steel-trap memory, a knack for period details, and a penchant for describing the music and food that pulls you directly into each era and country, from Weehawken, New Jersey to Odessa, Russia to Athens, Greece to Westport.

“It’s a story of struggle, survival, sisterhood, and of enduring family love that spans 3 generations. Pour yourself a cup of Ibrik (strong Greek coffee) and put your feet up for a good read by a local author.”

Joan Isaacson with her husband Sheldon, at Compo Beach.

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Ten Staples High School students made it through several auditions. They’ll  participate in the Connecticut Music Educators Association All-State Festival next month.

The young musicians will participate in master classes and workshops with world renowned artists. The event culminates in a virtual ensemble performance. 

All-State honorees include

  • Orchestra: Zachary Bishop (viola); Janna Moore (double bass); Izabela Pauliny (oboe); Samantha Taylor (trombone); Sarah Thomas (viola)
  • Concert Band: Jason Capozucca (bassoon); Alexandra Hermus (euphonium); Nina Lauterbach (mallet percussion) 
  • Jazz Ensemble: Witt Lindau (drums)
  • Treble Choir: Maya Vogelmann (alto). 

Janna Moore and Witt Lindau earned the highest scores in Connecticut on their instruments. Zachary Bishop and Izabella Pauliny both scored 3rd in their instrument categories. 

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And finally … today is the first day of spring. We may not be out of the woods yet. But winter is already in the rear view mirror. Word.

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