[OPINION] Ugly Cables Mar Westport

Marliese Aguele — a Westporter since 1980 — writes:

How many more cables must we accept? On one post alone, I counted 16.

Major communication companies have installed heavy cables. Wrapped around them are additional rolled-up cables, adding more weight with metal tanks and other contraptions.

Cables are attached to leaning poles that threaten to collapse. Other cables droop dangerously low.  Who gives them the right to hang those cables so low?

Last month, these cables hung low on South Compo Road. (Photo/Morgan Mermagen)

Why does the town accept sloppy workmanship? Doesn’t anyone take responsibility for what happens here?

We can no longer enjoy an unobstructed view of the sky. Cables crisscross from street to street, and house to house.

When I asked about this, I was told they’re mandated by the state. I doubt it. Greenwich does not allow cables.

I’ve also learned that the town receives sizable revenue from these companies.

We’ve been sold out by our elected leaders, to technology and greed. Our trust in our representatives to be good stewards for town residents has been betrayed. The charm of Westport is destroyed.

Anyone with a sense of aesthetics must agree. Visitors to Westport must be astounded.

Cables crisscross the crowded Post Road/Roseville/Hillspoint intersection.

Westport citizens must demand that unacceptable cables be removed. We also must demand an ordinance to ensure responsibility and accountability of our elected representatives. Stop this now!

Is Marliese alone in her concern? Do the benefits of cables outweigh how they look? Click “Comments” below.

Pic Of The Day #438

 

Reading on the Library Riverwalk (Photo/Lynn Untermeyer Miller)

Michael Douglas: Once A Downshifter…

Michael Douglas has had quite a life.

The actor/producer/son of Kirk Douglas has won Emmy and Golden Globe Awards. He’s a political activist, and the husband of Catherine Zeta-Jones.

He spent some of his growing-up years in Westport. He did not go to Staples High School — his parents shipped him off to Choate — but he did join the Downshifters. That’s the hot rod club that flourished here in the 1950s and ’60s.

Michael Douglas is still making movies. And while promoting “Ant-Man” on Dan Patrick’s radio show this week, the talk turned to those long-ago days.

A screen grab from the Dan Patrick Show website.

He had a 1947 Mercury with a Model A axle in the back, the actor said. The car was named the “Ruptured Duck.”

He said he pretended to be a tough guy. “Tough being a tough guy in Westport,” Patrick noted.

And that was that. Host and guest moved on to other things.

But it’s nice to know that in some ways, Michael Douglas has never moved far from the Downshifters.

 

(Hat tips: Jim Harman and Carl Swanson)

 

Friday Flashback #97

One of summer’s many pleasures is miniature golf (though these days it’s called mini-golf).

You can’t find a course in Westport, of course. The 2 I remember from my youth — both on the Post Road — were long ago transformed into the Regents Park and Lansdowne condominiums.

But there was a 3rd miniature golf course (and driving range) here. Tophat was located on Hillspoint Road, just over the railroad tracks on the right as you head to the beach.

(Photo courtesy of Paul Ehrismann)

It sat opposite the Penguin — the old jazz club that eventually turned into a spooky apartment building. You can see the Penguin in the background above — and you can click here for that Friday Flashback, posted last August.

Tophat occupied a special niche in Westport history. And — I am told — more than 60 years after it closed, golf balls still occasionally find their way to the surface on the lawns of the homes that now fill the site.

So what happened to the Penguin?

It too was demolished. And became condos.

Westporters Set Cross Country Bike Race Record. The Rest Of Us Are Slugs.

I have written stories about Westporters who have rowed across the Atlantic Oceanrun a marathon at the North Pole, and raced 156 miles across the Moroccan desert in 5 days — while carrying all food and equipment on his back.

Now here’s another neighbor who will make you feel like a worthless sloth, even if you did Crossfit for 8 hours in between performing brain surgery and ensuring world peace.

Mark Pattinson and Eneas Freyre bicycled across America. They rode 3,000 miles from Oceanside, California to Annapolis, Maryland. They climbed 175,000 feet, crossed 3 major mountain ranges, 2 deserts, and 12 states. That’s almost 1/2 again as long as the Tour de France. (Which takes 21 days.)

Riding 1-hour shifts — which means eating, drinking, washing and sleeping, all during the 1 hour “off” — the 2 men raced cross country in just 6 days, 11 hours.

Their average time of 19.79 miles an hour was achieved despite biking the final 2 days in torrential rain — with an easterly wind blowing in their faces. It started as they crossed the Mississippi River, and did not let up all the way to Maryland.

Still — this almost sounds like an afterthought — they set a Race Across America 2-man record. They blew past the previous average of 19.65 miles per hour.

If you’re as exhausted reading this as I was typing it, take a rest. You deserve it!

Mark Pattinson (right) with support crew member Gabriel Holm.

Welcome back! Ready for more?

This was not Pattinson’s 1st rodeo — er, ride from one coast to the other. He did it 8 previous times since 2008, finishing 2nd 4 times. You can read about one of those races here.

Those were all solo efforts. He slept a couple of hours a night, for 9 days — and so did his support crew.

This time, Pattinson and Freyre were always on the move. So were their support vehicles. The logistics were almost as much a challenge as the physical effort.

Almost.

On the road, somewhere in America.

Pattinson — who in real life works in finance, and has 4 kids ranging in age from 18 to 7 — is a very experienced cross country bike rider.

Freyre was not.

But he owns TT Endurance, the “total training” cycling and running center on the Post Road opposite the Toyota dealer.

Pattinson trains there. They realized that his experience, coupled with Freyre’s speed, would make an ideal team.

The guidebook told racers where to go. It did not tell them how to prepare.

Pattinson knew how to prepare for the event. Freyre devised his own routine.

He left his house in Redding, and biked to Westport. He trained clients all day, riding a stationary bike himself during breaks.

He’d leave TT around 9 p.m., then ride home for another hour and a half in the dark.

A few weeks before this year’s Race Across America, the duo flew to California for a simulation. With a skeleton support crew, they rode the first 600 miles of the course, far into the Arizona desert.

It took them just 30 hours.

Westport’s 2 riders at the start of the Race Across America, in Oceanside, California.

Freyre knew he could ride quickly. But could he keep it up? The test showed him he could.

“Mark was confident. He’d done it before,” Freyre says. “I was learning to manage my nutrition, keep my stress levels low, and decompress as much as possible when I was off the bike.”

Earlier this month, they pedaled off.

When Freyre asked Pattinson how fast he should be going, his partner replied, “Don’t slow down.”

Time for another break! See you in a few minutes!

The sun set. Mark Pattinson and Eneas Freyre pedaled on.

In addition to everything else, it should be noted that the 22 teams in the Race Across America included 4 8-man squads, and 16 4-man teams. Only 4 of those larger teams beat Pattinson and Freyre.

The riders in 4- and 8-man teams got up to 6 hours of sleep each. Pattinson and Freyre had 20-minute naps.

How is that humanly possible?

“We just kept going,” Pattinson says, as simply as saying that if you leave TT Endurance and take a right, you’ll be on the Sherwood Island Connector.

“It was tiring, but we managed to eat, drink and sleep in the back of the van and then keep going.”

Freyre adds, “Mark put together an awesome crew. They knew how to keep everyone and everything moving.”

The 10 men and women — including 2017 Staples High School graduate Gabriel Holm, who just completed his first year at the University of Chicago — had plenty to do. Their vehicles protected the rider (especially at night); provided clothes and food and water, along with a place to nap; ferried the resting rider to the next changeover spot, and drove other crew members.

But they had challenges too. In the middle of the rainstorm, with 2 days to go, one of the vehicles — with Pattinson in it — suffered an electrical failure.

Freyre rode for well over an hour, looking for the changeover car with Pattinson. Another vehicle came, and relayed the message: He’d have to ride indefinitely, while arrangements were made to pick up Pattinson and bring him there.

“I was soaking wet. I had no idea when I could stop,” Freyre recalls.

Fortunately, it took only another hour for the other crew to fetch Pattinson, switch supplies, roar up the road and provide relief.

“That was the turning point,” Freyre says. “It could have been a disaster. But I stayed on the bike, Mark stayed calm, and the crew did its job.”

They were buoyed by the support of family members and TT clients, who watched on the Race’s live tracker and sent messages of encouragement. “They brought us home,” Freyre says.

They finished — wet, exhausted, but feeling “pretty good” — at 2 a.m. It was not exactly like the end of the Tour de France.

Mark and Eneas: ta-da!

Speaking metaphorically of the entire race — not just the end — Pattinson says, “It can be dark physically. And you can doubt why you’re there. But when you’ve got all that support behind you, you can do it.”

Well, you can do it, Mark and Eneas.

Congratulations on an amazing, record-breaking and almost unbelievable achievement.

Now it’s time for my nap.

 

Pics Of The Day #437

The Compo Beach entrance road, in the wake of this afternoon’s thunderstorm … (Photo/Andrew Colabella)

… and the scene around the corner, at the Sherwood Mill Pond. (Photo/Matt Murray)

And The Most Affordable Beach Town In The US Is …

… Westport.

No, not the one in Massachusetts. Or Washington state.

Yes, the one in Connecticut.

That’s not me talking.

It’s not the Westport (and Weston) Chamber of Commerce.

It’s WNBC. Channel 4.

Before you go all #FakeNews, read what the tri-state TV station had to say:

If you want beachfront property with oceans views, forget Florida or Hawaii — try Westport, Connecticut instead.

Yes, Westport.

The affluent Connecticut town actually ranks as the most affordable ocean-facing beach town in America, according to a new WalletHub survey released Wednesday.

This is the photo WNBC used to illustrate its story on Westport’s spectacular beach town ranking score. Based on the waves, it was not taken anywhere near Compo Beach.

The study compared 161 ocean-adjacent cities in 6 different categories, and Westport ranked 1st for affordability (calculated primarily by housing costs, household income and property taxes).

It also ranked 1st for education and health, which was based on the quality of the school system and local hospitals.

Overall the town ranked 9th, making it the only Top 10 city not located in California, Florida or Hawaii.

WNBC did not provide a link to the survey — unless you clicked on the one labeled “America’s Worst Ocean Beach Town To Live In Is In NY,”* which (with 1 more click) did lead to “Best Ocean Beach Towns.”

In addition to learning that we live on “the ocean,” the survey shows that our #9 score lands us just above Key West (!) in the overall rankings that combine affordability, weather, safety and economy.

But we are indeed the most affordable beach town — #1, Numero Uno, the Big Kahuna** — on the affordability index.

A typical home in the very affordable beach town of Westport. It was listed at a mere $8,850,000.

We lose points for the weather (duh). Perhaps that’s why we trail (in order, from #8 to #1) Kihei, Hawaii; Boca Raton, Florida; Santa Monica, California; St. Augustine Florida; Mill Valley, California; Sarasota, Florida; Naples, Florida, and the absolute bestest beach town in the entire USA, Lahaina, Hawaii.

Yeah, yeah. I know. Mill Valley is even less on “the ocean” than we are.

But who you gonna believe: National Geographic or WalletHub?

(Click here for the full survey. Then print it out and save it, for the next town budget discussion.) 

*It’s Shirley, Long Island

**Appropriate, considering that 2 of the Top 10 Beach Towns are in Hawaii.

We do lose points for weather. (Photo/Samuel Wang)

(Hat tips: Rick Leonard and Hedi Lieberman)

Save The Date: “06880” Blog Party Is July 19

Sure, today’s weather report is for thunderstorms through the afternoon.

But Thursday, July 19 will be wonderful. After all, it’s the date of the 5th annual “06880” party.

The first 4 years were great successes. They were true community gatherings– chances to meet and mingle with the diverse “06880” community (both online and real).

This year’s party will be even better. The word is out: It’s an event not to be missed.

We’ll gather at 6 p.m. at Compo Beach — the alcohol-is-okay end. Bring your own food, beverages (no glass bottles, though!), beach chairs and blankets.

Happy party-goers at the 2014 “06880” bash.

Like the website, “06880” simply provides space to get together, have a good time, chat, laugh, and of course bitch.

There’s no charge. It’s a “fun-raiser,” not a fundraiser.

The “06880” tagline is “Where Westport meets the world.” We call this party “where ‘06880’ meets each other.”

PS: We picked a Thursday because the beach is not as crowded as on weekends. As alert readers know, “06880” does not believe in reserving tables.

Scammed! (Part 3)

In 2012, “06880” profiled Larry Perlstein. The longtime Westporter wanted to make a difference, in an uncertain economy.

The next year, with continued difficulty finding a job, he formed a consulting practice. In 2014 he added teaching duties at Pace University.

Life stabilized. But in February 2017 his wife Jacquie Marumoto — just 49 — suffered a stroke. When she returned home after 6 months in the hospital, Larry became her full-time caregiver, and parent to their 10-year-old daughter. He took on small paid and pro bono projects.

Larry Perlstein and his wife Jacquie Marumoto.

Last August, he received an email from a firm like those with whom he’d done focus groups and market research. The offer was simple: Help Western Union evaluate their operations at 2 nearby locations.

Perlstein would receive instructions and a check by mail. He’d take out his fee, send a Moneygram to 2 people, then complete a survey on his experience.

Perlstein is well educated, and tech savvy. He knows about financial scams and cybercrime.

But this request was well executed. The instructions were professional. He texted with the contacts offering the work.

Still, he was uneasy when he got the first package, with a $2700 check. He told a Citibank teller the check might bounce. She suggested calling customer service.

A representative told him the deposit had cleared. Perlstein completed the tasks. He was pleased: He figured he made $300, for an hour’s work.

Four days later, he got a letter from Citibank. The check had been returned as “Fictitious.” He was out $2,700.

The Post Road West branch manager told him that endorsing a check releases the bank from any liability.

Perlstein reported the scam to the FTC, FBI and state government. An attorney said that recovering the funds from the bank would be futile.

Undeterred, he sued Citibank in small claims court. The case is scheduled for June 29. Perlstein will argue that the bank had a responsibility — if not a legal liability — to protect its customer’s interests. They betrayed that trust by not advising him of the vagaries of check deposits — even when told twice of concerns about the check’s validity.

He hopes that telling this story will raise awareness of the scam. After writing about it on Facebook, he heard several similar tales. All but one person had been too embarrassed to tell anyone of their loss.

“If it sounds too good to be true, it likely is,” Perlstein notes.

“Don’t rely on any institution to protect your interests. Educate yourself. And if you fall prey, don’t beat yourself up. Scammers are sophisticated. They take advantage of any vulnerability.” You can visit the FTC website for more scam information.

Perlstein suffered another blow earlier this month: His 87-year-old father died suddenly.

These days, Perlstein is focusing on his family. And — at a time when he needs it — he thanks everyone who supported a GoFundMe campaign covering his wife’s medical and rehabilitation costs.

Pic Of The Day #436

Moon over Compo Beach (Photo/Amy Schneider)