Remembering Horace Lewis

Horace Lewis — Staples High School’s hugely respected, always helpful, ever-smiling head custodian for many years — died last night.

Horace Lewis

He suffered a major stroke this summer, just a few months after retiring from the Westport Public Schools. For 32 years, he gave his heart and soul to our district

After fighting to recover, he suffered a setback earlier this month when he was diagnosed with COVID. His wife Bonnie said:

Horace went quietly and comfortably. He was just too tired too fight. The love, concern,. and support from all is amazing. He would be humbled, and so grateful for everything. All the thoughtful, kind, encouraging words have lifted his spirits.

Funeral arrangements are incomplete.

In September, “06880” honored Horace Lewis. Here is that post:

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For 32 years, Horace Lewis did everything for everyone in Westport.

Now it’s time for Westport to do something for him.

When he retired in July of 2020, he was honored as “06880’s” Unsung Hero of the Week. I wrote about his devotion to Staples High School. Horace was head custodian there — following the same role at Coleytown Middle School — and though he was a stay-out-of-the-limelight guy, I wanted to shine a light on the care and love he lavished on the building.

Classrooms, hallways, auditorium, a gym and fieldhouse and athletic fields, a cafeteria and 2 teaching kitchens, a library, TV studio, storage areas, boilers and HVAC systems — Horace knew them all. He made them sparkle, shine and work.

Horace Lewis, in a typical pose.

He hired and supervised a superb staff. He held them to high standards. But whenever something went wrong, he was the one who got the call. Broken pipes, a bad odor, a security alarm: Horace was there.

His was a stressful job. But never stopped smiling, working, or serving the building and everyone in it.

Horace Lewis (right) and shift supervisor Tom Cataudo greet the staff and students during the 2015 graduation processional.

Even after his official retirement, stayed on. Staples was coping with COVID. Every hand was needed, so Horace lent his.

Five months ago, he got the chance to retire fully. He helped his daughter with her business. He enjoyed his kids and grandchildren. It was what retirement should be.

But on the day of his 35th anniversary a major stroke derailed his plans, and his life with his wife Bonnie.

Horace went into cardiac arrest twice. He is now in recovery, working to regain his motor skills, speech, and walking capabilities.

When Horace returns home, he will need a wheelchair ramp and other necessities. Meanwhile, bills not covered by insurance pile up. It’s a very tough situation for the entire family.

Horace faced many tough situations, at Staples and Coleytown. With intelligence, creativity, patience — and always a smile — he solved them all.

Family and friends have set up a GoFundMe page. Click here, to pay forward a little bit of the large debt we all owe Horace Lewis.

Roundup: Dunkin’, Yardbirds, Wakeman …

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Dunkin’ or Starbucks? We’ve got 3 of each in town, spread from one end of Westport to the other.

Dunkin’ fans will have more room to enjoy their coffee and donuts in March. That’s when the “middle” shop moves from its current location (across from Fresh Market). The new site is just a few yards away, and across the street: the Compo Shopping Center property last occupied by Compo Barbers, and an adjacent (also vacant) storefront.

Jim Cain Jr. confirmed the move to “06880” yesterday. His company owns dozens of Dunkin’s in the area, including the one in Bridge Square. That one will remain open.

So will Westport’s 3rd Dunkin’, on Post Road East (next to Layla’s Falafel). It’s owned by a different franchisee. (Hat tip: Westport Journal)

PS: Scratching your head over the 3rd Starbuck’s location (besides downtown, and the drive-thru opposite Carvel)? There’s the one inside Stop & Shop. Pro tip: There’s never a line there.

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Among the many famous bands to play at Staples High School — the Doors, to drop one name — the Yardbirds may not ring a bell. But the band featured Eric Clapton, Jimmy Page and Jeff Beck. And they begat Led Zeppelin.

Clapton was not part of the Yardbirds when they came to Staples in 1966. But Page and Beck were.

A photo of the guitar giants tuning up backstage — in what was then, and still is, the high school choral room — appears in a new book, Led Zeppelin: The Biography:

What’s even more impressive is that the image was taken by a young New York photographer, who’d heard that the Yardbirds were about to play their first-ever US concert. She picked up her camera, and drove up to Westport for the show.

Her name: Linda Eastman. Today of course, she is known as Linda McCartney — Paul’s wife. (Hat tip: Ken Goldberg)

FUN FACT: Eric Clapton did eventually play at Staples too. He was there with his new group the next year: Cream.

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Speaking of donuts (as we were above): After enjoying your treat, you might want to work out.

Westport’s newest gym has the intriguing, if somewhat unappetizing, name of “Club Sweat.” It’s the second location — the first is in Greenwich — for what its owners call “the original group elliptical workout … (but) Club Sweat is more than just a workout. It’s a lifestyle. We sweat together, have fun and work towards our fitness goals together to beat- driven classes and of one-of-a-kind playlists. We’re led through a fun choreographed workout by amazing, talented instructors who motivate and challenge us to have fun while doing something good for ourselves.”

Club Sweat will open soon, in the Fresh Market plaza.

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Wakeman Town Farm welcome the new year with a pair of exciting new programs. University of Connecticut master gardener Alice Ely will teach both.

In the “Winter Sowing Workshop” (January 10, 7 to 8 p.m.), students will learn how to make a “mini-greenhouse” in a bottle. Leave it outside until spring; then reap a dozen or more native milkweed seedlings to start in your garden. Collect or save bottles now (clear 1- or 2-liter soda bottles or translucent half-gallon milk bottles are recommended.) Click here to register.

“Resolve to Compost” (January 24, 7 to 8 p.m.) will help you turn over a new leaf (ho ho) in 2022. Attendees will save water, reduce pollution and improve their gardens by making “black gold” at home. The class is for those new to composting, and those who want to up their skills. WTF will share some of its compost to get you started. Click here to register.

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Wildlife abounds here — nowhere more so than Sherwood Mill Pond. Today’s “Westport … Naturally” photo shows one of our favorite spots.

(Photo/Molly Alger)

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And finally … The moment you read about the Yardbirds and Led Zeppelin, you know who’d be featured in today’s music video, right?

Fishin’, Not Fission: Paddlers Celebrate Cockenoe Purchase

It took years of protests, high-level negotiations, and the help of the state legislature.

But on December 23, 1969, a real estate deal closed. The town of Westport bought Cockenoe Island for $200,000.

The seller — United Illuminating, a utility company predecessor of Eversource — would no longer follow through on plans to build a 14-story nuclear power plant on the island, a mile off Compo Beach.

The next day’s Westport News carried a memorable headline: “Cockenoe Island Safe in Sound.” Life magazine called it one of the 10 most important environmental victories in America that year.

Cockenoe Island was saved, in perpetuity.

Exactly 52 years later, a group of area residents — many of whom had not been born when Westporters saved Cockenoe — commemorated the event.

Twelve canoes, kayaks and paddleboards headed out from the Compo Beach kayak launch to the island, and around it. They braved 33-degree weather and 11-knot winds.

After circumnavigating, everyone went ashore. They made a fire and sipped celebratory cider. Two bald eagles greeted the group.

Cockenoe paddlers celebrate.

Organizer Sefra Alexandra cherishes winter paddling. A leader of BOATanical Expeditions, she leads trips to raise awareness of the biodiversity and resilience of our ecoregion. Most take place on the Connecticut River.

But Alexandra — also a member of the Explorers Club — wants to popularize “backyard expeditions.”

“We all have a role to play in stewarding the re-wilding the lands and waters around us,” she says.

BOATanical Expeditions was joined as host by 2 other groups. The Readiness Collective is a social club offering emergency and daily life training. Riprour is an outdoor adventure community that leads excursions throughout Fairfield County, while raising funds for organizations like Aspetuck Land Trust and The Hole in the Wall Gang Camp.

Among the paddlers: Jesse Levin, Danielle Roberts, Sefra Alexandra and Rocky Progano.

Though fishin’ replaced fission long ago, Alexandra knows that keeping effluent out of the Sound is an ongoing battle. So she asked paddlers for donations from the Cockenoe paddlers. Funds go to East Norwalk Blue, a free bilge pump-out program run by Norm Bloom of Copps Island Oysters.

Bloom also provided the safety boat for the Cockenoe paddle.

Last week — half a century after its purchase by the town of Westport — Cockenoe Island was once again “safe in Sound.”

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Moon over downtown Westport (Photo/Andrew Colabella)

“06880” Podcast: Fire Chief Robert Yost

Westport Fire Chief Robert Yost is one of Westport’s most interesting public officials.

His department puts out blazes, sure. But they do much more. They respond to accidents, conduct inspections, even check on elderly residents and advise first-time homeowners how to use their fireplaces (pro tip: open the flue!).

The chief also oversees the town’s entire Emergency Management Team. Judging from our recent hurricanes, superstorms, floods and blizzards, that’s a full-time job itself.

Did Yost have a burning desire (ho ho) to become a fire chief? How has Westport — and firefighting — changed since he joined the department? What’s a typical day in his life like?

We talked about all that recently, at the Westport Library. Now you can watch our conversation (below).

When you’re done, I bet you’ll never think of our (amazing) Fire Department the same way again.

 

Roundup: Mumbai Times, Unitarian Church, Blue Moon …

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The new year will be only 2 days old when Mumbai Times closes.

The popular Indian restaurant has lost its lease. Next Sunday (January 2) is their last day at that location, next to Mitchells.

The owners hope to open as soon as possible, in a location nearby. Until then, they invite diners to visit Mumbai Times in Cos Cob, or Dhabewala Indian Shack in Stamford.

“We extend our heartfelt gratitude for your love and support over the years,” they say. “It’s been a pleasure to serve you.” (Hat tip: Neil Markman)

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A couple of days late, but absolutely worth waiting for: A photo montage of the Unitarian Church congregation and choir, at Christmas Eve services.

It’s as beautiful online on December 27 as it was live, on the 24th!

(Photo/David Vita)

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Von Lee was a stay-at-home mom, with 3 children. But her husband’s illness spurred her to think about finding paying work.

It was a daunting challenge, but she rose to it. She found Blue Moon, a nationwide estate sale franchise company.

She now owns Blue Moon Estate Sales Gold Coast, covering this area. She’s found a talent for helping families at a stressful time: older clients who are downsizing, and family members who must dispose of their parents’ homes. As she works, she asks clients to tell her about various items. Knowing the back story helps ease the process, she finds.

Lee sells everything from “one spoon to the whole cupboard.” Families amass plenty of items. She hates to see any of it go to dumpsters or landfill.

She’s thorough. She recently found an envelope in a drawer. Inside was a ring. Her client was thrilled. She’d given it up for lost, long ago.

Von Lee

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This pair made it through Thanksgiving and Christmas unscathed. They’re hanging out on Weston Road, posing for “Westport … Naturally,” and ready for New Year’s.

(Photo/Maida Webster)

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And finally … on this day in 1983 Walter Scott — the front man of Bob Kuban and the In-Men — was shot in the back and left floating in a cistern. His body was not found until 4 years later. His wife’s lover was eventually found guilty of murder, and Scott’s wife was sentenced to 5 years in prison for hindering the prosecution.

Ironically, Scott had been the lead singer on the band’s biggest hit:

 

 

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Serving dinner at Amis (Photo/John Videler for Videler Photography)

Photo Challenge #365

When JC Martin submitted last week’s Photo Challenge — a strange-looking light on a pole — I figured it would be one of the toughest ever.

I was wrong. Then again, I’m not a boater.

Several readers instantly identified the image. It’s the green light at the Compo Beach Road side of Ned Dimes Marina, just to the left of the Owenoke entrance.

The range lights (I learned) are mandated for safe navigation in and out of the basin. They’re lit 365 nights a year, (Click here to see the photo.)

Ellen Greenberg, Pat Saviano, Jonathan Prager, Dave Eason, Andrew Colabella, Tom Wall and Janice Strizever all identified the light — and knew what it’s there for.

I’ve always seen the signs: “Safe boating is no accident.”

Now I know how.

Do you know where to find this week’s Photo Challenge? If so, click “Comments” below.

(Photo/Bob Weingarten)

 

Roundup: Lynsey Addario, Bobcat, Dead Fish …

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On Friday, “06880” proudly posted a photo by Pulitzer Prize-winner (and Staples High School graduate) Lynsey Addario. Showing misery in South Sudan, it was one of the New York Times’ top photos of 2021.

Yesterday, another of her images — from a different continent — was featured. By another prestigious publication

National Geographic gave star treatment — and a lengthy explanation — to this shot.

Lynsey sure gets around. And she continues to make her hometown proud. (Hat tip: Chuck Greenlee)

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Santa was not the only notable visitor to Westport yesterday.

This bobcat wandered around Whitney Street, off Roseville Road. He tried to blend in with the surroundings — but James Brown captured this image.

(Photo/James Brown)

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The bobcat (and Santa) were not the only visitors to Westport yesterday, either.

But they were alive.

On a Christmas walk at Compo Beach, Merri Mueller noticed dozens of large — and dead — fish washed up on shore.

When these happen in a place like Sherwood Mill Pond, it’s usually oxygen-related.

But what about these? if you know what caused this fish kill, click “Comments” below.

(Photo/Merri Mueller)

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Friday’s surprise snowfall was just what this rare snowy owl needed. Today’s “Westport … Naturally” star was chilling on a Compo Beach jetty.

(Photo/Marion Kelly)

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And finally … Happy Boxing Day!

Instacart Delivers A Great Holiday Gift. Someone In Westport Is Not Pleased.

It was the day before Christmas (aka “Friday”). The Old Hill resident looked out at the surprise snowfall. He was even more surprised to find many large boxes and crates, all over his front steps.

He looked closely. Instacart had delivered 30 rolls of toilet paper, 24 rolls of paper towels, 2 gallons of apple juice, 72 Eggo waffles, 10 pounds of potatoes, 200 kitchen trash bags, a gallon of dish soap, 21 sponges, 2 liters of olive oil, 3 pounds of salt, 1 liter of balsamic vinegar, 12 apples, 2 pounds of onions, 2 pounds of string beans, and 2 pounds of asparagus.

He was all set for the holidays! (And The End Time, if it came to that.)

There was just one problem: He had not ordered any of it.

Bounty (and more) from Instacart, on Old Hill front steps.

So he did what any normal, moral person would do (especially the day before Christmas): He called Instacart, to tell them they’d delivered to the wrong house.

Oops! said the delivery service.

When can you pick it up, and deliver it to the right address? he asked.

Never! they said.

Turns out, Instacart has no way of tracking a delivery, once it’s been delivered. Whether it’s the right address, or the wrong one.

Instacart is clearly not Amazon, which can tell you within a centimeter exactly where your package of basil or boxers is, at any particular moment in time.

Instacart is not even the Girl Scouts, who deliver a bazillion Thin Mints every spring, and manage not to mess up any orders, even though they are only 10 years old.

“Here are your cookies, sir. Thank you for your order!”

So, the Old Hill resident asked, what am I supposed to do with 30 rolls of toilet paper, 72 Eggo waffles, 2 pounds of asparagus, and much more?

Whatever you want! Instacart said. If someone complains, we’ll send a new delivery. But right now: congratulations! It’s yours!

The Old Hill man did not want 21 sponges, 200 kitchen trash bags and 10 pounds of potatoes — especially not the day before Christmas.

So he picked up his phone. He called Homes with Hope. And in an instant (ho ho) he delivered all that — 3 pounds of salt, 2 pounds of onions, 24 rolls of paper towels (and more!) — to the Gillespie Center.

The Gillespie Center. — Westport’s men’s shelter — was pleased to receive Instacart’s misdirected delivery. (Photo/June Rose Whittaker)

The men’s shelter was thrilled. The Old Hill resident was pleased, if still a bit gobsmacked.

As for whoever ordered 2 liters of olive oil, 1 liter of balsamic vinegar, 12 apples — and much, much more — and is (presumably) still waiting: Call Instacart.

They’ll send over a new delivery, pronto.

Hopefully, this time, to the right house.