Another Staples Reunion — With A Twist

Every winter, a bunch of retired Staples folks get together for a mini-reunion in Florida.

Still, after spending so many years working in Westport, they know there’s no place like “home.”

So last Thursday, the 1st-ever “Staples Retiree Reunion” was held at the picnic area near the Longshore marina.

Former staff members — teachers, administrators, secretaries, nurses, you name it — gathered to socialize, reminisce and laugh.

Front Row: Alice Addicks (grade level assistant), Jyl King (secretary), Elaine Haner (secretary), Camy Rando (secretary). : Rear: Bill Brookes (science), Alan Jolley (math), Ernie Harrington (science) Geza Taranko (secretary), Amedeo Cannone (dean), Jeff Lea (French).

The crowd included spouses, and one “retiree-in-training.”

Former vice principal Lee Littrell organized the event.

They stayed as long as they wanted. There were no bells.

Front Row: Joanne Kalif, Todd Kalif (dean) Lee Littrell (vice principal). Rear: Drew Strauss (science), Carol Burgess (nurse). (Photos/Bruce McFadden [science])

[OPINION] Questioning The Good In Goodwill

An alert “06880” reader named Jennifer writes:

I frequent Goodwill in Westport, both as a donor of my kid’s outgrown clothing and a shopper looking for unique items. I am a single mom often in search of a bargain. (I love estate sales, so I enjoy the thrill of the chase). My favorite pair of shoes are Kate Spade hot pink velvet flats, proudly purchased at Goodwill.

More and more I notice that drivers dropping off Goodwill donations then make a U-turn in the parking lot, find a spot, and go in to shop. I am one of them.

It seems that Goodwill has adjusted their prices to the Westport clientele. For instance, a man’s Orvis or Tommy Hilfiger polo goes for $25 a shirt, rather than the usual $2 to $11 Goodwill price. It seems like the store is appealing to those donating (who end up parking the car to shop), rather than those who actually need clothing at discounted prices.

I have not done any research on how Goodwill uses the income from the goods we purchase. I recently read on a Facebook Moms group that a local mom was looking for a place to donate clothing that actually went to a family in need, rather than Goodwill.

PS: I am curious how Tina Dragone now feels about her neighbor. In 2012 she was not pleased Goodwill was moving closer to her boutique. Has she warmed up?

The Goodwill store in Westport, on opening day.

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A kayaker contemplates last night’s sunset, between Compo Beach and Owenoke. (Photo/Nico Eisenberger)

Take $100,000 Worth Of Perfectly Good Furniture. Then Throw It Out The Window.

Ken Bernhard is a principal in Cohen & Wolf’s municipal, real estate, and business and corporate groups. He works in the firm’s office at 320 Post Road West.

He’s also a former state representative, assistant minority leader and Westport town attorney.

He’s nobody’s fool.

This morning, Bernhard heard an enormous crunching sound coming from the building’s top floor.

Morgan Stanley — the tenant there — is moving out. Workers were methodically moving every piece of furniture — cherry desks, tables, chairs, sofas, bookcases, credenzas, you name it — onto the ground.

A chipper then chewed every single piece up.

Into the chipper it goes.

Bernhard — who helped create the Syria Fund, which provides education, medical supplies, household goods and food to families living in desperate areas underserved by large, mainstream organizations — was appalled.

He asked the foreman of the company — Total Relocation Services — what was going on. The man said they had a contract. Morgan Stanley’s floor must be “broom clean” by the close of business today.

A small portion of the furniture Morgan Stanley is throwing away …

Bernhard asked the foreman to check that the financial services firm really wanted to toss at least $100,000 worth of perfectly good furniture away.

Yep, the forerman reported. A Morgan Stanley representative repeated the claim: “Broom clean” by the end of the day.

… another shot …

Bernhard swung into action. He called Jeff Wieser. The CEO of Homes With Hope raced over. He salvaged what Bernhard estimates is “1/20” of the furniture being demolished.

Bernhard also called 1st Selectman Jim Marpe. He said he would send someone over, to see what he could do.

The foreman said he’d had no real notice of the project. But, he told Bernhard, next week the company is scheduled to do a project “4 times as big,” not far away. That may be Morgan Stanley’s Nyala Farms complex.

Bernhard hopes to organize non-profits, and save some of what is there.

“It’s a collective effort,” he says.

It certainly is.

But what does it say about Morgan Stanley — and our society — that it has to be?

… and a 3rd. (Photos/Ken Bernhard)

Friday Flashback #49

As much as things seem to change around here, Old Mill Beach looks much like it did in the 1920s.

Fashions are different, of course. And a few of the houses have succumbed to hurricanes or new owners’ plans.

But — as Seth Schachter’s postcards show — bathers from nearly 100 years ago would find themselves in familiar territory, if they were plopped down today on this hidden-in-plain-sight jewel.

Party On With “06880”

Mary Hoffman supplied the balloons. Yes, they say “06880” — if you face the other direction. (Photo/Lynn U. Miller)

They came from Westport, Fairfield, Norwalk — and Roxbury and New York City.

They were politicians, musicians, and (probably) a mathematician.

They ranged in age from 6 years old to (at least) 89.

They mixed, mingled, ate and drank.

They talked about everything under the sun — and the sun itself. Fortunately temperatures cooled, a breeze blew in, and the sunset was one of the most spectacular of the year.

Everyone there did not agree on everything — after all, last night was a party, but it was still “06880.”

Yet everyone agreed that wherever we live, we’re lucky to be part of this amazing community — online, and in real Compo Beach life.

Thanks to the 100 or so folks who came to last night’s bash. If you missed it: See you next year!

Politics, Westport style: Republican 1st Selectman Jim Marpe and his challenger, Democrat Melissa Kane, enjoyed the evening. (Photo/Lynn U. Miller)

So did 2nd Selectman candidates Rob Simmelkjaer (D) and Jen Tooker (R).

Recent “06880 Unsung Heroes of the Week” — and Compo Beach regulars — Mike Calise and Tom Lowrie hung out together.

Hair they are! Photographer Larry Silever and musician Warren Bloom. (Photo/Lynn U. Miller)

Mary Palmieri Gai and Fred Cantor are frequent “06880” commenters. They also curated the current Westport Historical Society exhibit on Westport’s rock music history. (Photo/Lynn U. Miller)

Longtime Westport volunteers — and mid-’60s Staples High School graduates — Bill Scheffler, Ann Sheffer and Miggs Burroughs lent panache to the party. (Photo/Lynn U. Miller)

Carter Klein took home a souvenir: The “6” balloon. He wanted to celebrate his age. (Photo/Lynn U. Miller)

Meet Sara Harris: Town’s New Operations Director

The position of town operations director — vacant since Dewey Loselle resigned in November — has been filled.

Sara Harris moved into Town Hall earlier this month. She’s learning the ins and outs of local government, meeting elected and appointed officials, and discovering what makes Westport move.

The town of 25,000 is a big change from her previous job. Most recently, in New York City’s Office of Management and Budget, she focused on financial efficiency — for a city of 8 million.

Previously, as chief of staff for New York’s Department of Parks & Recreation Capital Division she oversaw an office of 400 people, responsible for the design and construction of all parks and parkland projects.

Sara Harris

And as a member of the city’s Franchise Concession Review Committee, Harris approved hundreds of agreements involving cable television, Central Park and a golf course.

Yet Westport is not new territory. Harris is a Connecticut native. As a student at Fordham University, where she majored in urban studies and political science, she often got off the train here. She’d meet her mother to shop, or head to Compo Beach.

“I always liked this town,” Harris says.

She loved her job in New York City — the work, her supervisors, the opportunity it provided for professional growth — but she did not want to live there forever.

When she saw Westport’s position posted in January, she says, “I had to apply.”

Her role here, Harris explains, is “to be the person to step back, look at strengths and weaknesses in how things are done, and suggest improvements.” Coming from the outside, she says, “I can notice things that others may not.”

She’ll look at performance measures, seeking greater efficiencies. One example is consolidating municipal operations with those of the Board of Education. Another is joining with surrounding towns like Fairfield, Norwalk, Stamford and Greenwich, searching for economic opportunities.

Harris’ goals are to “do good, and make improvements for the greater good.”

Sara Harris in her new Town Hall office. A painting of the old Town Hall — now Jesup Hall restaurant — hangs behind her.

“I’m in a new environment,” she notes. “I’m going to have to understand the history, culture and codes of a new place.”

But, Harris adds, “That’s also a plus. As I get to know people and find my place, I can make a good impact.”

She describes her style as “accommodating and understanding. I try to see where people come from, and figure out the legal and policy reasons why they do what they do. I’m patient.”

In New York’s bureaucracy, she was “one person among many. Here, I’m ready and trained to look at details, and be able to apply them on a more macro level.”

And, Harris — who earned a master’s urban policy analysis and management from New  School University —  says, “there really are a lot of similarities among all governments,” whether big city or small town.

She has moved from New York to another small town: Monroe. There, she and her husband spend most of their time with their kids: a 4-year-old and 2-month-old.

“They’re my happiness,” Harris says.

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Bobby Q’s is now a construction pit. (Photo/Jaime Bairaktaris)

The Dog Days Of Brandon Malin

As the thermometer heads toward 95 — with plenty of that nice Westport humidity — it’s a good day to take note of some new signs around town.

Sure, we think there are too many. But a few new ones are well worth reading.

And heeding.

Last spring, Brandon Malin — a Coleytown Middle School 8th grader — spearheaded a drive to remind drivers not to leave children or pets in cars that quickly turn sweltering, even on mild days. He got the idea from similar signs in Fairfield parking lots.

With the help of the Staples High School art department — and the support of Westport Animal Shelter Advocates, First Selectman Jim Marpe and other town officials — he saw the project through to completion. (Brandon also raised money to produce the signs.)

They’re up now at Compo Beach and Longshore. Hopefully, downtown lots will be next.

One of Brandon Malin’s signs (under an already-decorated one) at Compo Beach …

The signs say: “If you love them, don’t leave them. Heat Kills!” Below that is the Police Department phone number to report a child or animal in a car, and the reminder: “One call can save a life.”

Heat like today’s makes all of us a bit fuzzy-headed.

Thanks to Brandon, we can focus a bit more clearly on the people and pets we love.

… and another at Longshore.

Today Is Party Day!

It’s all good for tonight’s 5th annual “06880” Compo Beach “blog party.”

We’re set for 6 p.m. at South Beach — the alcohol-is-fine end, furthest from the cannons.

Bring your own food and beverages. If you’d like to bring something extra to share, feel free!

We’ll provide the “06880” community — a chance to meet commenters and lurkers. Each year there are oldtimers, newcomers, politicians and normal human beings. It’s a chance to talk, laugh and trade stories about this wild, wacky and only slightly dysfunctional town we share and love.

See you tonight!

PS: Park carefully. You don’t want to end up on “06880,” do you?

We’ll be just to the left of this jetty (near the boat and kayak launch). Without the car, though. (Photo/Linda Gramatky Smith)