Roundup: Mike Krysiuk, Weston Road …

In 1974, Mike Krysiuk was having a great senior year at Staples High School. He played baseball, and worked at Mario’s. But a devastating automobile accident left him with a traumatic brain injury and many broken bones.

He’s well known in his home town, for the motivational talks he gives and the many years he’s spent working in Town Hall.

Two years ago Mike wrote The Big One: Miracles Happen when You Shoot for the Sun, about his youth in Westport. His co-author is award-winning writer Julia Bobkoff, co-founder and editor-in-chief of Westport’s Christmas Lake Creative writing workshop.

The Big One features insights about Mike’s astonishing comeback from the unimaginable, fueled by dogged determination and a dream.

The audiobook version, narrated by Mike and including clips of his original music, is now available. Click here to order.

Mike Krysiuk


Sure, this photo is kind of gross. But don’t blame me — blame someone walking his or her dog on Evergreen Avenue a couple of hours ago:

(Photo/Tom Cook)

To be clear: Those droppings are not Monty’s gifts. Check out the blue bag around his leash.


Bob Mitchell writes:

“As if the Main Street/Weston Road intersection at the Merritt Parkway on-ramp wasn’t bad enough, this is the sign helping to keep order?”

(Photo/Bob Mitchell)

If you’re wondering, it says that oncoming traffic does not stop.

And behind the yellow sign is an actual stop sign.


A female ruby-throated hummingbird takes center stage in today’s “Westport … Naturally” feature.

“06880” photographer (and Westport Community Gardens director) Lou Weinberg notes, “Its wings beat more than 50 times a second, and its nest is the size of a thimble!”

Click here to learn more about this beautiful bird.

(Photo/Lou Weinberg)


And finally … happy 81st birthday, Jackie DeShannon!


2 responses to “Roundup: Mike Krysiuk, Weston Road …

  1. Bobbie Herman

    I recently put a hummingbird feeder on the railing of my deck. They have brought me many hours of delight. But if I move a muscle, they vanish in a second.

  2. I think those droppings might be bear droppings, similar to what was mentioned in a post on this blog a few days ago. Evergreen isn’t too far from Old Hill. The color/consistency doesn’t look like dog poop; looks more like wild animal poop (if not a bear, then maybe some other wild animal).