If you couldn’t make it to Cyndi Lauper, the Earthplace bash or Staples High School’s Class of 1971 reunion this past weekend, maybe you had fun at John Nunziato’s cornhole tournament.
Last year, amid COVID isolation, the Westporter created a small neighborhood :”Junamo” tournament. (The name combines Juniper and Caccamo Streets.)
This might be the only small gathering with a logo. Nunziato — whose day job is in design — branded the event. He created signage, and gave out swag to participants.
John Nunziato, with his branded sign.
A BBQ truck offered brisket and pulled pork. A bouncy castle and basketball games entertained kids, while a big screen TV for Sunday football and adult refreshments satisfied older folks.
With more than 40 cornhole players, and many more spouses and kids braving the cold, wet weather, a champion was crowned. Dave Frost took home the title this year (and a giant lion trophy that his wife is less than thrilled about).
It was a great day for the Junamo neighborhood (realtors: Take note of the name.) Meanwhile, Nunziato is already planning next year’s’ event. He hopes to include a charitable component. (Hat tip: Pam Long)
7th grader Caitlin Hand made cookies for the winner. (Photo/Pam Long)
Speaking of school: The Porch @ Christie’s on Cross Highway is located close to 4 of them: Staples High, Bedford Middle, and Coleytown Middle and Elementary.
It’s also on the route for people heading into and out of Westport.
A good number of folks passing near, or by, are teachers. To celebrate a new school year, The Porch is offering free coffee and tea to all educators, now through September 9, with any purchase (6:30 to 9 a.m.) or salad, bowl, sandwich or grill item (3 to 5 p.m.). Just show your school ID.
What a great way to honor teachers. Owners Bill and Andrea Pecoriello have learned their customer service lessons well.
On Sunday, Tutti’s Ristorante held a fundraiser for Jimmy Nuzzo. “DJ Jimmy James” — a friend to the owners (the Funicello family) and many others — needs a new heart and liver. 100% of the proceeds from the $25 penne-and-meatball dinner went to help.
Westporters, Norwalkers and others came through — big time. Tutti’s raised nearly $4,000 for Jimmy.
Maria Funicello asked me to thank the “06880” community. Consider it done — and thank you, Tutti’s, too!
Tutti’s owners Pasquale and Maria Funicello opened their restaurant (and hearts) to Jimmy Nuzzo.
Yesterday, residents received this message from 1st Selectwoman Samantha Nestor:
“I am reaching out to remind residents that Weston (and all of Fairfield County), have been experiencing Stage 2 drought conditions since mid-July due to below normal precipitation levels across Connecticut. Stage 2 identifies an emerging drought event that could potentially impact water supplies, agriculture, or natural ecosystems.
“Per Governor Lamont, ‘Residents should be mindful of their water consumption and take sensible steps to reduce impacts on other water uses and on the environment. We must begin early steps now to mitigate the potential for harm should the drought become prolonged.'”
Weston asks residents to voluntarily take measure to help reduce the impact of the drought conditions, including:
Reduce watering lawns, gardens, and other landscaped areas; if watering is essential, late evening hours are best
Avoid burning in or near woodlands or brush-lands
Take shorter showers
Run dishwashers and clothes washing machines with full loads
Shut off water while washing dishes, shaving, brushing teeth, and lathering up to wash hands, rather than running the water continuously
Avoid washing vehicles or power-washing homes and other buildings
Do not use water to clean sidewalks, driveways, and roads
Postpone planting new lawns or vegetation
Minimize overall water use by fixing leaky plumbing and fixtures
Follow any additional conservation requests
For more information from the Connecticut Drought Information Center, click here. (Hat tip: Gloria Gouveia)
Meanwhile, one more indication that Westport is in a drought too:
Speaking of environmental threats, consider the spotted lanternfly.
It’s crossed Connecticut’s southwest border — that’s us — and could threaten businesses, nurseries and homeowners, causing billions of dollars in damage while devastating the landscape, in 2 years.
The SLF is a sap-feeding plant hopper native to China. It is believed to have entered this country as an egg mass stuck to a shipment of stone sent to Pennsylvania in 2012. Since then, that state’s agriculture, vineyards, forests, nurseries and residential areas have suffered serious damage.
The SLF started making its way into Connecticut last year. The state Agricultural Experiment Station issued a quarantine order. The hope is that the pest will be slowed long enough to find a treatment to control or eradicate it.
The beautiful-looking insect affects fruit trees, grapes, hops and ornamental trees. The nymphs (immature stage of the SLF) and adults feed on sap from trees and vines, causing them to weaken. Excretions from the SLF stick to the leaves; black sooty mold grows, reducing the plant’s ability to photosynthesize properly. This reduce crop yields, and weaken trees and plants further, eventually destroying them.
It can also wreak havoc on lawn furniture, sidewalks, sides of buildings, car tires and everything else outside, making them a sticky mess.
The Connecticut Agricultural Experiment Station urges everyone to report any sightings.
If you spot an SLF, kill it right away. Report it here; include a photo if possible. (Hat tip: Susan Iseman)
Pamela Long lives in the Juniper Road/Caccamo Lane and Trail neighborhood.
She is very, very grateful for that. She writes:
A year ago, I was diagnosed with cancer for the second time — a pretty big blow when you’re 48, and had made it 7 years cancer-free.
The next 8 months were dismal: a month-long stint of daily radiation, a stretch in the hospital for a nearly burst appendix (thanks, radiation!), and 2 cycles of chemo (9 sessions).
My neighborhood — including many folks I hardly knew — rallied around me in a way that I never would have imagined.
When you have cancer, it’s very easy to go to the darkest places. What you don’t expect is that there will be good that comes out of it too — people you never thought would come to your aid, be your champions and embrace this struggle with you. I was surrounded by these angels.
The Long family.
One neighbor juiced me “health shots” every single day. When she was traveling, her son brought them.
Flowers were delivered regularly; so were sweet and thoughtful gifts, baked goods, encouraging notes.
Gorgeous lower arrangements often lifted Pamela’s spirits.
Every day multiple people texted me to check in, see if I needed anything, make me laugh, and make me cry sometimes with their thoughtfulness.
They embraced my husband and my children as if they were their own. There were invitations for coffee, breakfast, lunch, offers to drive me to appointments. People took and picked up my kid for activities many exits up the Merritt. There was free babysitting, on a moment’s notice.
When I ventured out of the house there was always an encouraging word: ”You look great!” (I didn’t. I was pale, bald, frail and depressed.)
I will also never forget is the meal train. For 6 months straight, hot meals were delivered 4 nights a week.
A fantastic (and welcome) meal …
And not just normal meals. They came with dinner games to play, ice cream sundaes to make, cupcakes to decorate, costumes to don.
Neighbors always ensured it was healthy food, with cancer fighting ingredients for me — but also meals that my 11-year-old and 2-year-old had options they would eat.
… and — last Halloween — a spirited menu.
You don’t realize how daunting making a meal is when your body is going through this. It’s pure exhaustion, on a visceral level. The meals were so much more than food for us. You could feel the love and thought that went into each one. They made me cry on more than one occasion. They fed our bodies and souls.
People often talk about this part of town being great because of the connecting streets and proximity to town. But it’s the people who live here that make it special.
And while there are certainly other Westporters to thank (Waldmans, Sarin, the teachers at Saugatuck El in particular), the love and support of our neighbors kept us going during the toughest time of our lives.
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