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President:
Dave Israel
Vice-Presidents:
Stewart Richland
vicepresident1@unitedcivic.org
Dom Guarnagia
Fausto Fabbro
vicepresident3@unitedcivic.org
Patricia Caputo
vicepresident4@unitedcivic.org
Treasurer Ed Grossman
Recording Secretary
J. Robinson
Corresponding Secretary
Bob Rivera
UCO Exec Assistant
Community Association Manager:
Donald Foster
Executive Board
Marilyn Curtis
Maureen Debigare
Ruth Dreiss
George Franklin
Richard Handelsman
Roger Hotaling
Jackie Karlan
Patricia Keane
Bobbi Levin
Mike Rayber
Joyce Reiss
Alice Schrass
Esther Sutofsky
David Torres
Lori Torres
Are you sure he's not the lead man for Atlantic Broadband scouting out the Village perimeter for where to bring in their cable? No, I guess not . . . .
ReplyDeleteTime for the Claymores :)
ReplyDeleteHOME IN THE CLOVERLEAF
ReplyDeleteIt's Hobo Junction out there in that corner of the Village, I understand. Eating out last night with several others, the suggestion was made we call it Southampton D. I won't tell you who made it (not me).
The town of Stoughton, MA, where my family lived, had something similar years ago. There was a very large cloverleaf-style interchange on Route 24, a limited-access super highway (like an Interstate). Inside one of the four ramps it was all wooded, so you could not see in. Unknown to almost anybody, a family moved in there, erected a huge circular tent and lived there for many years (some have said twenty but that may be an exaggeration). This included some brutally cold winters. They had a stove in the tent for cooking and heating, but the smoke from it was sufficiently dissipated by the tall surrounding trees, a mix of hardwoods and conifers, so it wasn't evident. Their "yard" was messy—bicycles, toys, wood (mostly wood pallets) and trash surrounded the tent. One of my boys (boys know everything like this that goes on in the neighborhood, you know) showed me the set-up one day when the family was not there. It was real cool. He explained that the man had a job and would bicycle to work, surreptitiously leaving his "home" by a small path. It was big news and in the paper when the authorities discovered the place. They were kind to the family, I was told, and found them a house to live in, for you couldn't help but admire their hardiness and ingenuity.