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“Students Speak”: “Impossible To Find Success When You Have Yet To Find Your Passion”

Delilah Berniker is a sophomore at Staples High School. She has lived in Westport since 2016.

She plays JV soccer and lacrosse; is a member of Student Council, an editor of the school’s Soundings literary magazine, and will soon be co-president of Circle of Friends, where she works with students with special needs. In her free time Delilah loves to draw, paint, take photos and write poetry.

She is also a very talented writer. Today, she says: 

Unlike many Westport parents, mine did not pressure me about academics when I was younger.

Delilah Berniker

So when freshman year at Staples came along, I had no idea what I was getting into. It felt like everyone got a memo that I missed — the one that told them to “join as many clubs as possible,” add maximum “rigor” to their schedules, become president of a club by junior year, and at a bare minimum have at least the next 7 years of their life planned out by the time they turn 14.

Am I the only one who didn’t know high school is more about college than it is about high school?

While I don’t blame my parents, I feel naive for listening to them when they told my anxious middle school self “it will all work out,” and I should just go to sleep early.

Now, not only am I catching up on sleep, but I feel like I’m catching up on at least 2 years of intensive PSAT prep, creating new math proofs, publishing my latest philosophical theories, and starting a non-profit.

Don’t get me wrong: I love Staples, and I am invigorated by the different classes and clubs offered. My issue is not lacking interests, it’s having too many. Even after 2 years of scrambling for leadership roles and scribbling my name down on every club sign-up sheet, I still feel lost within the chaos of this high school marathon.

My classmates, painted as competitors, are all rushing to fill the idealistic mold of a college applicant: stacking extracurriculars, joining more clubs, and constantly wondering what more they should be doing. This pressure on our shoulders becomes increasingly heavier as we squish ourselves to fit the narrow definition of success now engraved in our brains.

It wasn’t until recently, as I approach the end of sophomore year, that I realized, within this race to build my perfect academic picture, I have lost sight of my interests.

In fact, I don’t think I’ve had the chance to fully discover them. I’ve been so overwhelmed with what others are doing and what everyone tells me I am supposed to be doing, I haven’t given myself enough room to think of other paths.

I realized I was doing the wrong things by trying to do the right things.

My name was on the roster for multiple clubs, my schedule was full, but I wasn’t invested in anything I was doing. In some cases (like mine) it takes a Debate Club meeting to realize that you may be in the wrong room — and you never wanted to be there in the first place.

A common misconception students have is that there is only one definition, or one path to success. What I’ve started to understand is that it is impossible to find success when you have yet to find passion.

When we focus so much on what we feel like we’re “supposed” to do in order to stand out, we end up following the same 2-dimensional checklist. In that process, we lose something deeper: the space to actually figure out what matters to us.

The truth is, the people who seem like they have everything figured out often don’t.

Declaring your future at 14 doesn’t mean you’ve discovered your passion — it often just means you’ve chosen a path that feels acceptable. I love art, writing, and everything creative, but I’ve been afraid to lean into that because “unless you’re applying to art school, it’s a waste of time.”

What will colleges think about art, and a literary magazine?

I’ve learned that the most valuable accomplishments are ones that stem from passion and consistency. What makes you stand out cannot solely live on an application in a maximum of 200 words. It exists in the things you care about enough to keep showing up for, even when they don’t “count.”

I know a certain amount of external expectations and pressure are necessary to push myself, but I will no longer fall victim to the assumption that there is only one way to succeed in high school.

In trying so hard to build something impressive, it is easy to forget to build something real. Focus on finding your passion, and the rest of the checklist will fill itself in from there.

Passion cannot be manufactured. And passion is never a waste of time.

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Roundup: P&Z, P&R, AI …

The Planning & Zoning Commission’s agenda for May 13 (6 p.m., livestream) is packed.

Among the items, both submitted by the Parks & Recreation Department:

  • Lights at the Wakeman turf and PJ Romano Fields (4 70-foot poles with LED fixtures at both)
  • A new lease for food and beverage concessions at Compo Beach, Longshore pavilion and the Longshore golf course halfway house.

Lights are proposed for Wakeman turf field (center).

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Speaking of Parks & Rec: Their “Kickoff to Summer” is a recent tradition.

The May 23 event (11 a.m. to 3 p.m.) features food, touch-a-truck, bouncy houses, a climbing wall, face painting, helicopter rides — and this year, something special.

This year marks the unveiling of a new mural. It brightens the formerly drab wall, between the side of the concession stand and the brick pavilion.

Staples High School junior Luke Bernier won a town-wide contest, with his design.

The other day, volunteers — led by super-volunteer Miggs Burroughs — turned his plan into an actual mural. We look forward to seeing the finished work on May 23 — and for many years to come.

(Photo/Carm Roda)

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Nobel Prize-winning MIT economist Daron Acemoglu called last week’s Westport Library talk with Dave Briggs “the most important conversation in the world.”

This week, (Friday, May 8, 10 a.m.) Briggs — a longtime resident and national journalist — hosts one that will rivet parents (and any students and teachers who can get there).

Brookings Rebecca Winthrop one of the nation’s leading experts on AI and education. She and Briggs will discuss what parents need to know about the impact AI may have on their children’s education; how evolving technology affects critical thinking — and are schools doing enough?

The conversation will explore why skills like common sense, critical thinking, curiosity and sound judgment matter more than ever — especially for young, impressionable minds.

For more information, click here.

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As Westporters think about graduations and summer camp, Westport’s Human Services Department is thinking about how to help residents who struggle to afford them.

Youth and family specialist Annette D’Augelli coordinates the Camperships and Ceremonies & Celebrations programs. for income-eligible families.

Camperships help bridge gaps, offering children access to structured, confidence-building experiences while providing parents the stability of reliable summer care.

The Ceremonies & Celebrations Fund ensures 8th and 12th grade students can mark important milestones with dignity, through a graduation outfit, special meal or other meaningful experience.

The impact of a donation is felt in many ways:

  • $5,000: Full summer of camp
  • $2,500: 6 weeks of camp
  • $1,000: 2 1/2 weeks of camp
  • $400: 1 week of camp
  • $200: Half week of camp or a celebratory meal
  • $100: Camp support or graduation/prom attire

To donate online, click here; (Family-to-Family program). To donate by mail: Family to Family, c/o Westport Human Services, 110 Myrtle Avenue, Westport, CT 06880.

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Construction at Sherwood Island State Park — the traditional site of STAR Inc.’s annual Walk & Roll — moved the event to the non-profit’s Norwalk home.

But the 21st annual fundraiser was another smash. And it offered attendees a chance to experience first hand the facility and environment where important work, supporting people with intellectual and developmental differences, happens every day.

Bob Levy spoke on behalf of Team Ariel, once again the top fundraising team. He reflected on over 2 decades of involvement, and noted that donations this year included his 7-year-old granddaughter. He  also recognized Laura Blair and Team Jenna Herbst, for their continued commitment and impact.

For more information on STAR, and to contribute, click here.

Joining in the STAR Walk & Roll.

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Guests enjoyed jazz, conversation and laughter Saturday night, at MoCA\CT.

Hosted by Richard Epstein and Jim Motavalli of WPKN-FM, the program paired iconic recordings with lively, nostalgic dialogue.

Selections like “Song for My Father” by Horace Silver and “In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning” by Johnny Hartman sparked personal stories and reflections.

The event was part of MoCA’s ongoing programming for “Art, Jazz + the Blues.” The exhibit combines visual art with jazz-inspired public programming.

This Thursday (May 7, 6 p.m.), MoCA\CT presents One Degree of Separation: Jazz in CT. Thomas Duffy and Wayne Escoffery of the Yale School of Music explore Connecticut’s vibrant jazz legacy, including mentorship, collaboration, and the social impact of the music in the state and beyond. Grammy Award winner Escoffery will play the saxophone too.

On May 14 (6 p.m.), the museum hosts the Westport Writers’ Workshop. Amanda Parrish Morgan and Liz Matthews’ immersive, all-levels workshop invites participants to respond to “Art, Jazz + the Blues” through observation, imagination and curiosity.

Then, on May 16 (7 p.m.), internationally acclaimed pianist (and 25-year Westport resident) Frederic Chiu is joined by his niece, rising violinist star Karisa Chiu — fresh off her Carnegie Hall debut. Their program spans Gabriel Fauré, Sergei Prokofiev, and a special piece written for Karisa by Bright Sheng.

Karisa Chiu and Frederic Chiu.

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Congratulations to Olivia Jackson!

The Coleytown Middle School 7th grader earned a Platinum award in the Connecticut Writing Project’s Student Writers contest. Her poem (below) — one of over 1,500 submissions — will be published in this year’s magazine. She’ll also take part in a special writers’ workshop.

That’s not all. Last month, Olivia performed at Carnegie Hall, with the Camp Broadway Ensemble at the New York Pops’ 43rd Birthday Gala.

We’ll follow her writing and performing careers with interest!

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The Caribbean is coming to Weston.

May 31 (3 to 5 p.m.) is when Town Hall Green turns tropical. The town’s Commission for the Arts welcomes the high-energy Silver Steel Drum Band, for the inaugural Music on the Green show.

The Green was restored to create a central gathering space, with a veterans’ memorial, walkway, improved lighting and native landscaped gardens. Concerts will add another dimension.

Guests are invited to bring chairs and refreshments.

Silver Steel Band

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Today’s “Westport … Naturally” image looks a bit abstract.

On closer examination, Jerry Kuyper’s photo shows weeping cherry petals on his Rayfield Road driveway, with passing clouds illuminated by the sun after a rain shower.

(Photo/Jerry Kuyper)

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And finally … as the P&Z prepares to discuss lights on 2 town fields (story above):

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Declaration Of Independence: TEAM Westport Teen Essay Winners Address Promise And Reality

This year, America celebrates 250 years of the Declaration of Independence.

It’s a lot older than TEAM Westport. But it was a perfect topic for the town commission’s 13th Annual Teen Diversity Essay Contest.

Last night at the Westport Library, 2 high school students — younger even than 23-year-old TEAM Westport, the town’s multicultural commission — were honored as winners of that contest.

This year’s prompt asked students to reflect on the relevance and value of the Declaration of Independence in their lives; their duties or obligations to uphold its principles, and opportunities that Westporters have to reinforce those principles. (The full prompt is below, followed by the winners’ essays.)

Judging was done by producer and screenwriter Shonda Rhimes, the Westport Museum for History & Culture’s Michelle Rubin, and the Westport Library’s Alex Giannini.

Staples High School junior Kaila Patel won the $1,000 1st prize. She noted that although people like her — females and immigrants, were “never imagined as part of (its) promise … that flaw does not weaken the Declaration; it strengthens it.” To Kaila, “the Declaration was never the finished product. It was the catalyst.”

As a Korean and Indian girl growing in Westport, she recognizes “a luxury I can only live because of Jefferson’s ideals, because of women and men across America centuries ago, using the themes of the Declaration of Independence as a template, creating equality so people like me can go to school, claim independence, and live their lives freely.”

One of her own ways to give back, Kaila says, is by becoming an EMT. She looks forward to not simply “inheriting” the Declaration’s promise, but building on it.

Staples sophomore Liam Harrison, who earned $750 for his 2nd-place essay, wrote about the rights of minorities, and the “solemn duty of all members of society to ensure that everyone is heard and understood…. It is everyone’s obligation to fight against social injustices, regardless of who you are. We have forgotten that even if it is not your fight, you can either be an upstander, bystander, or aggressor.”

Though not a minority, he feels “just as responsible as anyone for making sure that all voices are equally appreciated.”

Locally, Liam adds, “embracing the values laid out in the Declaration of Independence today means addressing microaggressions in school where they show up; it means being the person who stands with the new kid in class instead of the one who giggles and points out their differences behind their back. Only once the atmosphere of slight but meaningful separation has dissipated can true democracy, true equality roam free. That is how anyone can play a part in ensuring liberty and justice for all.”

From left: 1st Selectman Kevin Christie, Staples High principal Stafford Thomas, winners Kaila Patel and Liam Harrison, TEAM Westport chair Harold Bailey, essay contest chair Maggie Mudd, Westport Library director Bill Harmer, judge Michelle Rubin.

TEAM WESTPORT TEEN ESSAY CONTEST PROMPT

This year, the United States will celebrate the 250th anniversary of the signing of the Declaration of Independence, a document which Abraham Lincoln called “a rebuke and a stumbling-block to tyranny and oppression.”

The Declaration of Independence was a product of its time, drafted to rally the colonists to defy Great Britain, support the creation of an autonomous and independent nation and attract allies to its cause.

Nonetheless, its claims have been universalized and imbued with fresh meaning by people here and around the world who have regarded it as an enduring beacon of hope in their own work to seek equal rights, freedom and self-determination.

The famous words in the Declaration’s preamble proclaiming as a self-evident truth that all men are created equal and have inalienable rights endowed by their Creator, including life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness have been widely employed to assert the inherent dignity and fundamental human rights of each person.

The Declaration of Independence is a foundational document in American political and social life that also inspires TEAM Westport’s mission: to build a community where diversity is welcomed, and inclusion, respect, and belonging are actively extended to all who live, work, attend school, or visit in Westport — regardless of ethnicity, gender identity, race, religion, and sexual orientation.

 In 1,000 words or less please comment on the following:

 1) The relevance and value of the Declaration of Independence in your everyday life and your duties or obligations, if any, to uphold its principles for all people living within our democratic society;

AND…

2) Opportunities, if any, you believe town leaders (including fellow students, school officials, community members, and TEAM Westport) could create to act differently or additionally to reinforce the principles of the Declaration of Independence.

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kaila patel: “THe declaration of independence: A foundation, not a finish line”

Sophomore year. U.S. History Honors with Mrs. Lynch. The lights in the classroom had been turned off as she read the Declaration of Independence, sentence by sentence. One after the other: “that all men are created equal”, that they “are endowed with certain unalienable rights”, that among those rights are “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness”. I remember thinking how powerful those words were. How strange and bold it must have felt 250 years ago to challenge an empire and declare that human dignity mattered more than authority. But even as I admired it, another thought crept in quietly: something was missing.

The document was revolutionary for its time, but to me it was also incomplete. When Thomas Jefferson wrote “all men are created equal,” women were excluded. People of color were excluded.

Immigrants and people who looked like me, Korean and Indian, were never imagined as part of that promise. Yet that flaw does not weaken the Declaration; it strengthens it. To me, the Declaration was never the finished product. It was the catalyst.

Kaila Patel

I view the Declaration as a template, one that later generations have been asked to build upon. The founder drafted the foundation, but it has been the responsibility of the American people to build upon it. Over time, the country has continued to add new chapters to the original promise of liberty and freedom, such as the 13th Amendment abolishing slave1y, the 19th Amendment granting women the right to vote, and the Civil Rights Act of 1964 prohibiting discrimination. Each of these efforts was an attempt to move reality closer to the ideals set forth in the Declaration. Each generation added another layer to the structure Jefferson began.

As a student at Staples High School, I see that same idea eve1y day. Our school gives us the foundation, such as knowledge, skills, and the framework of an idea, but they expect us to build something more with it. A history lesson becomes a topic at a debate. A science concept becomes a research project. A small idea becomes a passion project, a chance to make real change. The Declaration works the same way. It gave America the framework. What we do with it now determines its true meaning.

For me, I want to do my part to reinforce the principles of the Declaration of Independence. As a Korean and Indian girl growing up in Westport Connecticut, a place full of opportunity and strong education. I am reminded eve1y day that this is a luxury. A luxury I can only live because of Jefferson’s ideals, because of women and men across America centuries ago, using the themes of the Declaration of Independence as a template, creating equality so people like me can go to school, claim independence, and live their lives freely. 250 years ago, someone like me would not have been included in that vision of equality. Yet today, I sit in a classroom studying the very document that helped create the system that allowed me to be here. That realization carries weight.

The ideals expressed in the Declaration are part of my everyday life, whether large or small.

Because of that, I feel a responsibility to uphold those principles. The Declaration does not simply grant independence; it challenges each generation to prove it deserves it. If I claim the right to liberty and opportunity, then I must also embody the ideals of freedom and equality. For me, that means working hard, standing confidently, and not shrinking myself to fit in someone else’s view of who they think I should be. It means proving that our independence is not simply something that we were given, but rather that we take through action.

I plan on doing that by giving back to my community. Currently, I am in the process of becoming an EMT, as I believe that independence also means that one should be willing to give back to their community. Being an EMT and helping people in their time of need is one way that I can turn the abstract ideas of the Declaration into action.

However, it is not just an individualistic duty to advance the principles stated in the Declaration.

Our town leaders, schools, and organizations must also help advance the principles stated in the Declaration. If the Declaration of lndependence is a template, then our town, Westport, has the chance to build upon it.

One way to do this is to provide students with more opportunities to be in charge of actual projects that will benefit the community, whether it be in terms of the environment, health, or outreach.

When students are given the opportunity to be proactive, they will realize that democracy isn’t just something that’s written in history books; it’s something they are actively a part of.

Town leaders can also improve upon the idea of the Declaration by encouraging students to become active citizens by providing opportunities for internships, volunteer work, and other such leading roles. When students are given a voice, they begin to realize that the future of democracy lies in their hands.

Now, when I think back to that day in Mrs. Lynch’s classroom, I realize why the Declaration felt so powerful to me. It was never meant to be absolute. It was meant to begin something. 250 years later, that ideal continues. Now it is our turn. As a female, Korean, and Indian student in Westport, I do not simply inherit the Declaration’s promise; I build on it.

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liam harrison: codex officii populi

“… Governments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed” — The Declaration of Independence

The Declaration of Independence, when written, was intended to protect the rights of and establish a better nation for a group of revolutionary citizens. Since its creation, the ideals of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness have become cornerstones of what it means to be an American. The understanding that “all men are created equal” has embedded itself in the hearts of those oppressed or struggling today to experience that equality.

Owing to the increased need for recognition and empowerment of the oppressed, it has become more relevant than ever as a beacon of equity for those without said rights than as simply history for the ones who initially had them-the white, patriarchal society.

Unfortunately, the oaths promised by the Declaration are not given. There are still millions of Americans today living in inhumane conditions, struggling fruitlessly for their entitled liberty. Even in Westport, one of the most well-off communities in the country, I’d need at least ten hands to list the racial, gender, or ethnic microaggressions I’ve seen this year at Staples alone. Whether as a truly hurtful comment or a joke in passing, it doesn’t matter. So what happens when the Declaration is abridged? Can citizens ensure that the promises of our founding fathers are met, or are the voices of the minority weak without a ‘savior’ standing behind them?

Liam Harrison (Photos/Dan Woog)

Minorities are not weak. The powerful speeches of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and the tireless efforts of activists like Susan B. Anthony or Elizabeth Cady Stanton are proof. But no matter how hard minority groups may fight for representation in Congress and in communities in general, the rigid gears of oppression will refuse to budge without a representative voice.

The fact is that it is impossible to gain representation in Congress or town hall if you are prohibited from doing so, as many groups were in the past, and as some still are. In that way, it is necessary — even mandatory — that all minorities gain a proper footing in our society today so that they can make systemic changes and defend their own rights.

But what am I getting at here? The efforts of activists have always been the catalyst, the driving force behind justice. Yet an unfortunate but manageable reality of American democracy is the necessity for majority recognition for popular reform. As a community, it is our responsibility to ensure that all groups are not only seen, not only heard, but recognized, and perhaps most importantly, understood.

On the national scale, the failure of the country to embrace the Declaration of Independence can look like not recognizing those in Guam as US citizens, denying Puerto Ricans the right to vote in presidential elections, or any other instance of American’s voices being tossed aside. These struggles have not been resolved yet, and they will only be once those currently in power support and recognize those efforts.

Even in Westport, a town well renowned for its education quality, it’s obvious that there is a large gap in education between students with access to private tutoring versus those without.

Furthermore, embracing the values laid out in the Declaration of Independence today means addressing microaggressions in school where they show up; it means being the person who stands with the new kid in class instead of the one who giggles and points out their differences behind their back. Only once the atmosphere of slight but meaningful separation has dissipated can true democracy, true equality roam free. That is how anyone can play a part in ensuring liberty and justice for all.

I am not a member of any minority, by any and all definitions. My own personal struggles are not connected to the grand fights for equity in the United States. But it is disquieting to me that the current community practice is to leave the activists to fend for themselves, standing on the sidelines and acting as a spectator in the field of equality — for what?

I believe that as people and as a community, we have forgotten that it is the solemn duty of all members of society to ensure that everyone is heard and understood. Quite frankly, it is irrelevant that this is not a struggle that touches me personally. It is everyone’s obligation to fight against social injustices, regardless of who you are. We have forgotten that even if it is not your fight, you can either be an upstander, bystander, or aggressor. To act as a bystander is almost as criminal as being the aggressor, because you are turning away from the injustices at hand; devaluing and silencing the voices of the minorities. I may not be a minority member, it’s true, but I’m just as responsible as anyone for making sure that all voices are equally appreciated.

The purpose that connects all Americans in the caretaking of the Declaration of Independence is the responsibility to ensure that all members of our community are empowered, heard, and understood. Even if you don’t have a grievance, a battle to fight in society, it is your responsibility as a member of our Westport community to make sure that those with struggles and grievances can be equal members of society, and truly benefit from the equality of opportunity that our founding fathers intended.

With this common goal, nobody is excluded. Nobody is downtrodden. Nobody is denied not only the right to speak, but the right to be seen and heard. Once all Westporters unite in this aim, we can act as a beacon of light, hope, and equality in these dark times. It starts with a single choice; the one decision to uplift instead of put down, to open our minds instead of closing our hearts, to bring in instead of push out. From there, the possibilities of a fully united, multicultural, inclusive society are simply endless.

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Staples Players Rewind: “Beauty & The Beast”

In the fall of 2007, Staples Players produced “Beauty & the Beast.”

Directors David Roth and Kerry Long’s adaptation of the beloved fairy tale musical is this week’s “nutshell” — a 17-minute highlight reel filmed and edited by former media teacher Jim Honeycutt.

Click here or below to enjoy:

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SLOBs Clean Up

Staples High School students face relentless demands on their time.

School (and tutors), sports, music, drama, clubs, work, college … all take up insane hours.

But a couple of hundred students find time to volunteer with the Service League of Boys.

Throughout the year, SLOBs (great name!) assist a variety of projects around town. From non-profit fundraisers to the “06880” historic homes tour, their free labor ensures that events run smoothly.

But that’s not all.

Every spring, all the SLOBs take part in a Service Weekend. With parents, they fan out throughout Westport — and beyond.

You may have seen them this weekend, in their SLOBs shirts — 300 strong.

They picked up trash in parks. They power-washed outdoor furniture for seniors at The Saugatuck co-op. They partnered with the Y’s Men, to clean the riverfront near the Westport Library.

Slobs with Y’s Men, near the Levitt Pavilion and Library …

One group worked in heavy rain at Longshore, getting facilities ready for summer. All told, there were over 20 projects this weekend.

… and Longshore …

SLOBs president Rei Seltzer says, “Many of us are leaving Staples soon, including me. It has been fun to meet so many people around town through our volunteering efforts. I hope you can show my appreciation for all our volunteers, and to let everyone in the community know that we are working hard.”

Of course! Thank you, Staples Service League of Boys, for all you’ve given to all of us.

SLOBS rule!

… and Wakeman Town Farm …

… and Wakeman Field …

… and with Quest for Peace …

… and The Saugatuck …

… and baseball fields.

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“Students Speak”: Teen Volunteers Change Lives — And Their Own

Jonathan Dobin-Smith is a Staples High School senior, and regional director for Circle of Friends. The non-profit involves children, teenagers and adults with autism and disabilities in a full array of inclusive social experiences.

In the fall, Jonny — who received Circle of Friends’ Mildred H. Schwartz Scholarship for Outstanding Volunteering and Leadership — heads to the University of Chicago. He writes:

No place epitomizes the meaning of “community” quite like Circle of Friends, on a Sunday afternoon. Volunteers, instructors and neurodivergent participants burst through the door in a torrent of excitement.

Neurodivergent kids often find themselves feeling left out. They aren’t invited to birthday parties or playdates, and have a hard time creating lasting friendships.

At COF, teen volunteers spend time with our friends one Sunday per month. We schedule weekly 1-on-1 playdates separately with our neurodivergent buddies.

Walking in the door for the first time as an 8th grader, I was nervous. I had no experience working with kids with special needs. My brother had been the president of Staples’ COF chapter, and I was anxious about filling his shoes.

However, the fantastic community of volunteers and organizers make everyone feel like they belong. What was once anxiety quickly turned to excitement.

Jonny Dobin-Smith (right) and fellow volunteer Aiden Lapatine, with their friend Shai during a baking activity.

Being a part of this year’s senior class of volunteers has been a huge honor. But as our senior class heads off to Emory, Michigan, Vanderbilt, Chicago and other great schools, we leave behind a group of amazing buddies looking for new friends.

COF only works when teens in our area step up to help. I hope that everyone reading this will consider volunteering, or encouraging a middle or high school student they know to volunteer.

Getting involved with COF isn’t just a chance to positively change someone else’s world a little. It’s an opportunity to change your own, in a meaningful way.

Volunteering with COF is super flexible. There’s an opportunity to participate in group events one Sunday per month. That’s enough for plenty of volunteers. Many others also participate in my favorite program, Home with Friends, where volunteers are paired with a buddy who they visit each week, in a way that works for the volunteer’s schedule.

Volunteers easily balance activities like rowing, lacrosse, football, Players and academics with this discrete time commitment.

In 9th grade I began visiting my buddy, G. A highlight of my time with G was Halloween, when I got to relive all the best parts of trick-or-treating.

G had a buddy to go out with that night, and I had the greatest time showing him “the best streets” for candy. We had a blast.

Volunteering with COF is truly impactful. Showing up to befriend someone who feels disconnected or lonely changes their world. Being present to go for a walk, play video games, grab ice cream or play a little basketball provides an opportunity for connection and engagement. Seeing your buddy’s face light up when you knock on their front door feels amazing.

Getting to know them, and their families, is even better. Whether you volunteer for 1 year or 4, you’ll become a part of the family in the best way.

Mischpacha is a Yiddish word that means “extended family.” As part of COF, you become a part of the mischpacha.

Circle of Friends volunteers (from left)  Sammi Dreizen, Juliet Jannes, Elijah Falkenstein and Jonny Dobin-Smith.

Volunteering with COF requires no previous experience — and everyone is welcome. You don’t need any special education training or past involvement with special needs or disabilities to get involved. Just an interest in being friendly and making a difference.

The program is run out of a synagogue, but people of all different religions participate as friends and volunteers. During the recent Purim holiday, some of my friends from Staples who are Christian and Muslim helped pack gift boxes.

Volunteering with COF allows students to be creative. From creating science workshops to an entire baking program, if you have an interest that will work for the group, Freida Hecht, COF’s executive director, will encourage you to pursue it.

This is such a fun way to provide engagement during Sunday Circle events and lean into your own interests. There’s even a new leadership program next year that will award college credit to volunteers.

 

Working with an organization so dedicated to changing lives has been an honor. I encourage you and your families get to experience it, too!

COF wants to meet the needs of every family that contacts them for help. But that only happens when enough people show up.

If you are curious, you can learn more about volunteering at https://www.circleoffriendsct.org.

Our annual Evening of Recognition, which raises programming funds for the entire year, is coming up Sunday, May 3. I very much hope to see you there.

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Micah Soloshatz Goes “Beyond The Mic” — Big League

Writing a book is an impressive achievement.

Writing one of over 300 pages on the story of baseball, through interviews with nearly 2 dozen broadcasters — including Huge Names like Bob Costas, Chip Caray and Suzyn Waldman — is very impressive.

And to do it while just a junior at Weston High School — well, that’s the equivalent of throwing a perfect game and winning the World Series with a walk-off grand slam.

But it’s what Micah Soloshatz has just done.

“Beyond the Mic: Behind the Scenes Stories from America’s Best and Brightest Broadcasters” was published earlier this month.

Micah Soloshatz, and his book.

Icons of the broadcasting world — many of them Ford C. Frick Award winners (their equivalent of a Cy Young) — shared never-before-told stories with Micah. They offer advice for aspiring baseball broadcasters.

As a new season begins, the book is a perfect companion to watching your favorite team.

So what’s “Beyond the Mic” — or, more appropriately, beyond Micah?

The book began in 2023 with an 8th grade “Launch Class” project at Indian Hill Middle School in Cincinnati, where he lived then. (His family moved from Westport, when he was in 1st grade.)

Students picked a subject they were passionate about, and created a research-based project.

Baseball is Micah’s passion. He lived just 20 minutes from the Reds’ Great American Ball Park. During COVID — when he couldn’t go to games — he became an avid radio listener.

Cincinnati has a rich baseball history. It’s where the professional sport was born (the 1869 Red Stockings were the first “openly salaried” team). So Micah contacted Reds play-by-play voice John Sadak  public address announcer Joe Zerhusen.

Micah Soloshatz with (from left) John Sadak and former Reds star Barry Larkin. In 2021 he joined their TV broadcast team. 

Both were generous with their time. Micah realized this could become bigger than just a school project

With the confidence of a star athlete, he approached Reds’ legend (and Baseball Hall of Fame inductee) Marty Brennaman. Slowly, the book idea took shape.

For the next couple of years — continuing after a move to Weston — Micah pursued the top broadcasters in baseball.

He met Dave Sims — now the Yankees’ play-by-play commentator — when he worked with the Seattle Mariners, at the team’s hotel.

Micah and Dave Sims.

Again like an athlete, the more Micah worked at his craft — in this case, interviewing — the better he got. He honed his questions — different for each subject — and grew more comfortable asking them.

His young age was not a deterrent.

“People were so open and generous with their time,” he reports. “They saw me as someone who wanted to learn about what they do. I hope I lived up to it.”

Micah Soloshatz with Marty Brennaman. The legendary broadcaster called Cincinnati Reds games from 1974 to 2019.

Costas — the 29-time Emmy Award winner with MLB Network and NBC Sports (and the host of 12 Olympic Games) — was the biggest get.

Micah sent him a letter. The broadcaster called back. They spoke via Zoom for well over an hour.

There were in-person moments too. Philadelphia Phillies PA announcer Dan Baker invited Micah to Citizens Bank Park. He toured the media room, and watched on the field as Baker worked the game.

The 21 interviews include those who not yet in the majors, like Nick Curran of the AAA Louisville Bats and Jeff Dooley of the AA Hartford Yard Goats. Micah wanted to share their stories too.

New York Yankees broadcasters John Sterling and Suzyn Waldman. (Photo courtesy of Suzyn Waldman)

To prepare for interviews Micah used SABR (Society for American Baseball Research) archives, the Baseball Hall of Fame, ESPN, MLB.com, YouTube — anything he could find.

At the end of each session Micah asked advice, for himself and other aspiring broadcasters.

Many said something like: It doesn’t matter what sport. You may not know anything about boxing or lacrosse. But say yes to every opportunity — and then learn everything there is to know.

The bulk of “Beyond the Mic” is transcriptions of the interviews. But Micah includes a fascinating, in-depth history of baseball broadcasting (it began in 1921, at Pittsburgh’s Forbes Field), along with a glossary and very extensive bibliography.

It’s a home run. Micah’s 8th grade teacher should be very, very proud.

(“Beyond the Mic” is available on Amazon. Click here to purchase.)

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Westport Tech Museum: Way More Than Toys In The Attic

Westport is filled with hidden gems. Haskins Preserve, the pedestrian path on Compo Cove, the miracle auto repair workers at Vautrin and J&J, any dish at Jeera Thai … not everyone knows about those jewels. But everyone should.

Yet perhaps the coolest — and most secret — of all is inaccessible to nearly everyone.

There — in the attic of a private home — Jay Babina runs the Westport Tech Museum.

You can tour it online. And on Facebook.

Because it’s in his parents’ house (Jay is finishing up his first year at Manhattanville College), it’s not open to the public.

But one of the great perks about publishing “06880” is the chance to go where almost no one else can.

I’ve posted twice about Jay’s Westport Tech Museum (click here and here).

I’ve described his astonishing collection of over 500 computers, video games, calculators, cameras, radios and more.

Just a portion of the Westport Tech Museum. (Photo/Jay Babina)

From a Commodore Amiga 1000, Osborne 1, Apple IIe and original Macintosh, to a 1910 Edison light bulb that still shines, and a 1905 crank telephone that still rings, Jay has scoured the world (and eBay) to find rare, important, classic, quirky and historic products.

The other day, I paid my third visit to what may be the most astonishing private museum in America.

Jay — who haunts the internet with the tenacity and instincts of Kojak, Columbo and Jessica Fletcher combined — proudly showed off a host of new acquisitions.

He began with the most beautiful object in his collection: a hand-painted horn from an early Thomas Edison phonograph.

That was impressive enough. But then Jay picked up a wax cylinder — the precursor to “records.”

I was astonished.

But I was even more gobsmacked seconds later, when Jay placed the cylinder on the phonograph — and played it.

Music recorded well over a century ago filled the attic. I could have ended the tour right then, and been thrilled.

But Jay had much more to show.

Decades after the phonograph — as LP records were being replaced by 45s (kids: ask your grandparents) — the transistor revolutionized radio.

Of course, Jay had a transistor radio.

Of course, it was one of the first ever produced.

Of course, he also had a very early transistor. That’s how Jay rolls.

Transistor radio (right); transistor in a plastic cube (left).

Soon, we got into the “modern” era. (Still: Kids, ask your parents.)

Jay recently added the first commercial beeper pager (a 1964 Motorola Pageboy) to his collection.

The first two-way messaging pager was the 1995 Motorola Tango. But — because Jay does not do things half-heartedly — he has it in a pre-release version, when it was called SkyTel. He searched for 5 years, and finally found it on eBay.

Who remembers answering machines? A better question: Who remembers the very first ones — with little tape reels inside?

Jay does. (Even though he was not born for another 3-plus decades.)

His museum now includes the first consumer residential answering machine: the 1971 Phone-Mate 400.

It was complicated. Callers had to be instructed what to do.

It still works. Unfortunately, Jay’s Tech Museum lacks one thing: a landline to plug it into.

The first answering machine included separate tape reels for the outgoing message, and incoming calls. 

Then came an early cellphone with camera …

… and one of the first VHS recorders …

… plus another item Jay searched for for years: a Sony Walkman. This 1980 model was the first in the US; it came a year after the device took Japan by storm.

Jay showed me — and explained, in historical detail — an HP35 (the world’s first scientific pocket calculator, the “slide rule killer” that some feared would lead to the decline of math skills across America); a Rocket e-book reader, which retailed for $499 and debuted 9 years before the Kindle, and a PalmPilot, with a whopping 128K of memory.

Of course, Jay also found an original box.

There are plenty of original iPhones floating around.

But who has an original bag (rear in photo below), issued by Apple only to customers ordering on the very first launch date (June 29, 2007)?

Jay Babina, of course.

Every item has a back story. And Jay tells them all well.

Of the Commodore home computer, he describes the company’s price war with Texas Instruments.

Commodore slashed the price from $525 to $49. They lost $300 million in one quarter, and went bankrupt in 1994.

Jay has a Commodore (below) and a TI99. Both have dial-up modems. Both still work.

Jay is fascinated by failure.

In 1995, Nintendo’s Virtual Boy — a 32-bit tabletop console, marketed as the first to display stereoscopic 3D graphics — caused headaches and eye strain. It was a spectacular flop.

His Westport Tech Museum celebrates it all: failures and successes. Innovation and improvement. Products that look silly, and those that are beautiful.

Which brings us to one of the newest items on display in Jay’s attic: David Pogue’s just-published sweeping and mammoth (608 pages) book, “Apple: The First 50 Years.”

(All photos/Dan Woog, unless otherwise noted)

Like Jay, he is obsessed with both the broad arc of technological history, and the countless unique, often overlooked stories that contribute to it.

Pogue spent 2 decades in Westport.

Somehow, he never found his way up to Jay’s attic.

Now — as a regular contributor to “CBS Sunday Morning” — would be a great time for him to check it out.

But if he does, both he and Jay may never come down.

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Dave Goldshore: Behind The Decision To Step Back From Basketball

Dave Goldshore is an intense coach.

In 4 years, he built the Staples High School boys basketball team into a Connecticut powerhouse.

On a Saturday night last month, the Wreckers were one game away from a momentous achievement: an undefeated (27-0) season, and the program’s first state championship since 1937.

It was a very intense moment.

Dave Goldshore reacts to a great play, in the state title game … (Photo/Ryan Allen)

But as overtime against West Haven began — with several thousand raucous fans packing the Mohegan Sun arena — Goldshore felt serene.

“I was calm,” the coach — who had spent all winter prowling the sideline, barking orders, displaying every emotion from joy to anger, encouragement to frustration, for all to see — recalled last week.

“Win or lose, this group — players, staff, managers — had done all they could. They were leaving everything on the table. I felt a great sense of pride and accomplishment.”

That overtime period ended with the teams still tied.

So did the second OT.

It took 3 overtimes — the longest in state basketball finals history — before the game was decided.

West Haven celebrated wildly. Staples — the team that had captured the town’s heart with their talent, grit and exciting, fun style of play — slumped in despair. They were one game shy of perfection; 3 overtimes away from the ultimate goal their coach had driven them toward ever since the final game of the previous year.

… and a different reaction, near the end. (Photo/Ryan Allen)

For the seniors, it was a goal Goldshore had set the day he was appointed head coach 4 years earlier, when they were rising freshmen.

Three weeks after this year’s heartbreaking loss, he called a team meeting. Just as the seniors were moving on, he would be too. After 9 years with the program — 5 as an assistant, the last 4 as head coach — Goldshore was stepping down.

Goldshore is a basketball guy, through and through. He captained his Horace Greeley High School team in Chappaqua, New York; served 3 years as a student manager (including key recruiting responsibilities) at the University of Michigan, then assisted as Somers High before moving to Westport.

He went into the technology staffing business with his father, but never lost the coaching bug. He joined Staples coach Colin Devine’s staff, then earned his “dream job” in 2022 when Devine began pursuing administrative options.

Goldshore instilled core values, like a culture of accountability. He worked with Westport’s youth basketball program. His very first year, he led the Wreckers to the state Division II, after a dramatic, last-second comeback in the semis.

The next year Staples lost in overtime, in the FCIAC (league) final. That was particularly poignant: Just 15 minutes before getting on the bus, Goldshore learned that his father had died.

Dave Goldshore, shortly after being named head coach.

Last season, the Wreckers opted to move up to Division I. Star player Sam Clachko was injured late in the year, but Staples captured a huge prize: their first FCIAC title since 1963.

This year — a season that galvanized the entire town — they made it 2 in a row.

Accomplishments like that don’t come easily. Staples coaches sign seasonal, 3-month contracts. But building and maintaining a program is a 12-month commitment.

Goldshore jokes that he had his own permanent table at the diner, for Sunday morning meetings with individual players. In addition to planning and preparation, constant communication with players throughout the off-season is essential for program-building, chemistry and success.

“Talking to kids is so important,” he notes. “It’s everything: making sure they’re doing their work, if everything is okay with school and girlfriends, mental health issues, college challenges …”

Other — but by no means all — tasks include going to youth games, building relationships with younger players and families, organizing camps — “doing everything possible to keep the Staples basketball culture alive and well.”

And once the season begins, the intensity ramps up exponentially. Goldshore says that from late November through March, he has 2 jobs: his business, from 8 8 a.m. to 2 p.m., and basketball, from 2 p.m. to 10.

Coach Dave Goldshore (front, center), players and coaches celebrate their 2nd straight FCIAC championship. (Photo/Diane Lowman)

He also has a wife and family. His daughter is in college. One son is playing baseball as a freshman at Trinity College; the other is still at Staples. Personal sacrifices for them are real.

Goldshore began thinking about the future after this year’s Division I semifinal, when the Wreckers were headed to the championship.

After the heartbreaking defeat, he took time to finalize it. Goldshore wanted to be sure it was “the right choice, for the right reason — not an emotional one.” It’s time now, he says, “to make sure that my family — my nuclear family — is safe and well and healthy.”

Still, the emotional toll of his decision is real.

He will miss many things — and not just the practices and games.

“Being there for these kids, with no judgment and complete honesty … it’s so time-consuming. But in the most wonderful way possible.”

Goldshore has no plans to coach in the near future. But, he notes, “I’m not going anywhere.”

Coach Dave Goldshore, in action. (Photo/Ryan Allen)

He looks forward to watching the program “keep trending upward.” He is confident that administrators will hire someone with “very capable hands. There are plenty of great candidates on our staff who can do an amazing job — and even take it to new heights.”

It will be “difficult” for him when practice begins again next November, Goldshore admits.

“I love Staples basketball. The games are the hardest part, and in some ways the least enjoyable.”

He’ll miss “all the times with the coaches, laughing, crying, strategizing and learning.”

Most of all, he’ll miss the players.

“I’ve learned so much from them. This 50-year-old man became a better, more self-aware person because of 15- to 18-year-olds. I’ll miss all that, for sure.”

Goldshore says he is “excited about the future. I look forward to being a fan.”

And, this most intense coach — one who exudes energy on the sideline, runs demanding practices, and helped turn Westport into a basketball-crazy town — says, “I’m at peace with my decision.”

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[OPINION] “Westport Music Teachers Changed My Life”

Darin Brunstad grew up in Westport, and graduated from Staples High School in 1985. He and his husband David are raising 4 children in upstate Connecticut. Darin writes: 

Whitely, Lipson, Weigle: Westport music teachers who saved me.

I think of them often these days, as my own young kids wend their ways through public school music education: choir, sax, clarinet and trumpet.

I started out labeled “gifted” — an early program which sent us to help classmates learn skills we had already mastered.

I liked helping. But by 3rd grade my life settled into the reality of a bad check- writing, alcoholic, unemployed stepfather; a clinically depressed grandmother caretaker, and a mother who was gone 12 hours a day beating her head bloody against the glass ceiling on Madison Avenue.

I changed elementary schools 6 times (including Kings Highway, Saugatuck, Coleytown and Burr Farms). Each was a progression of barely tolerable experiences, save the last one, which was more “Lord of the Flies” than anything else.

Burr Farms was one of Darin Brunstad’s several elementary schools. (Computer image by Steve Katz)

I was chubby, dirty and unkempt. I combed my hair and saw fleas stuck between the teeth. I was afraid of bathrooms because of The Terrible Thing that happened in one. So much shame and fear to keep locked away.

I also had more concussions than a child is supposed to have. (Shoutout to the Assumption kids — that was me who starred the windshield when my Grandma hit your school bus head on).

This probably fried my brain a bit. But I think most of my academic apocalypse had to do with being the new kid too many times.

Mrs. Whitely was the music teacher at my last elementary school. She had long gray hair she wore up, and glasses on a chain. I don’t think I ever saw her smile.

She was mocked and derided by students, yet somehow managed to expose us to such amazing things: outdoor winter concerts, fiery depictions of “Night on Bald Mountain,” barbershop quartets. She pulled off an excellent performance of “Solomon Grundy,” with the composer in attendance.

My first time on stage singing in her choir, watching her hands guide us along with such intensity, changed me.

The rest of the world disappeared. There was only that moment of creation — something I didn’t quite understand yet, but enjoyed immensely.

I was a boy soprano who could sing higher than any girl. Taunts of “faggot,” plus recess bullying, made me quit. I withdrew further, and spent recess volunteering in the cafeteria.

Three years of a music desert followed, as things got worse both at home and school. Even my main tormentor started feeling sorry for me, knitting his brows and saying, “Are you depressed? You seem depressed!”

By Long Lots Junior High I was too skinny, and desperately tried to make my increasingly tall and lanky body fold into itself to remain completely unnoticed.

But into a cramped basement music room with arena seating, all the way in the dark back corner of our school, came Alice Lipson. She was petite, and had hair all the way down to her waist.

Alice Lipson (Photo/Lynn Untermeyer Miller)

She tried diligently to teach us heathens about music theory, using Mozart’s “Symphony #40 in G Minor” to illustrate codas, themes and whatnot. There were even handouts. None of that made much sense to me, but the music — the music — grabbed at me.

Mrs. Lipson corralled a gaggle of reluctant 9th graders, and built an immense choir with an ambitious repertoire.

We were rowdy and disobedient, but somehow she coaxed amazing sound out of us. Some teachers in the audience at our concert actually cried. This thing we were doing not only centered me in my chaotic world, but it could affect others too?

By 10th grade at Staples I was fiercely hiding in the closet, and numbing myself regularly with alcohol. I skipped school, lied a lot, and barely passed anything.

Darin Brunstad, sophomore year.

But high school brought George Weigle — an exacting and immensely gifted choir director.

We sang double choir magnificats, spirituals, and put on huge holiday productions. We sang in Latin, Hebrew, German. The professionalism he required of us made us capable musicians, and better people.

Dr. Weigle was nearing the end of his career. He had little patience for nonsense, and famously less for “mediocrity.”

Dr. George Weigle (Photo/Lynn Untermeyer Miller)

But you’d be wrong to mistake his constant look of intensity and focus as a scowl, even as he looked down at us over his glasses.

In December of sophomore year I came to school late, after a young man I knew took his life. I had spent the previous night trying my best to comfort his mother, and had helped clean up the mess so she wouldn’t have to see it when she returned from the hospital.

I wandered into his choir room and just stood there, still in shock. George Weigle quietly dismissed the 108-voice group and led me into his office. I think he talked to me for an hour.

1984-85 Orphenians.

More than anyone, George Weigle taught me the beauty of that intense moment of silence, after the conductor makes eye contact and right before he raises his baton.

Discipline, focus, intention. Then the sharp intake of breath as he raises it up.

What happens after is always a blur to me. After hours of rehearsals I get lost in the music, barely remembering anything before the final sweeping cutoff motion.

Lost in a beautiful way, though. I just go somewhere else. Somewhere happy.

Darin Brunstad’s senior portrait …

What would I have had if I hadn’t been given this gift of music by these teachers? What would have become of me? Yet my love of music endures, and is integral to my mental health. I can’t imagine life without it.

My husband and I adopted our kids from foster care later in life. l’ve witnessed how music smooths the rough places for them, but those will be their own stories to tell someday.

,,, and today, with a flower he found on the sidewalk.

So to all the beloved music teachers: If you see a kid who is struggling, music may be the answer. Maybe there’s a kid who acts out because they can’t read music and is embarrassed. That was me.

Don’t give up on them. Everything you do is important. It can even be life-saving. Every beginning squeak, scratchy string or flat note can lead to something profound and permanent.

Thank you Mrs. Whitely, Mrs. Lipson, and Dr. Weigle.

George Weigle conducts the 1984 Candlelight concert production number. Darin Brunstad is in the center; he played the father in “Yes Virginia, There is a Santa Claus.”

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