NORWALK, Conn. – Here are some items of interest that were seen or heard recently in Norwalk:
A ringing endorsement?
Norwalk Police Commissioner Peter Torrano and Mayor Richard Moccia were sitting near each other in the front row of the Norwalk Republican convention Monday, but it’s clear they don’t quite see eye to eye when it comes to the issue of Norwalk natives vs. “newbies.”
Moccia included pointed remarks about each of his Democratic challengers in his speech, including this zinger aimed at Vinny Mangiacopra:
“There have been some comments that I have become aloof, maybe I have forgotten where I came from,” Moccia said. “Well, I did not forget where I came from because I never left. I didn’t just get here a few years ago.”
Mangiacopra, who grew up in Bridgeport, has lived in Norwalk for eight years. (Moccia, by the way, is from Stamford.)
Torrano, in endorsing Linda Kruk’s appointment to the Zoning Commission, struck a different note in reference to the five years Kruk has lived in Norwalk.
“I can tell you that I feel she is a very qualified person to sit on the Zoning Commission,” he said. “She is articulate, well educated, cares about the city of Norwalk. She and her husband took the time to move here because she enjoyed our community.”
Kruk for mayor?
About 20 people waited for the Norwalk Economic Opportunity Now (NEON) Board of Directors to start its meeting Wednesday, only to have Chairman William Westcott walk in and declare the meeting needed to adjourn immediately.
As people walked out, Westcott, a criminal lawyer who refused to comment to this reporter, told another board member that he felt bad that so many people had wasted their time and energy by coming to the meeting.
One South Norwalk resident had another comment.
“This is the new board?” he said.
One of our favorite Norwalk moments
It’s time for the St. Ann Festival again. Reminds us of something that happened two years ago, when Mr. Chapman (aka the editor) escorted Mrs. Chapman (aka the reporter) to see the St. Ann Club carry their patron saint – OK, it’s a statue – from the club to St. Thomas the Apostle Church on East Avenue.
It was quaint, it was sweet, like visiting another country, watching costumed marchers recreate an Italian tradition dating to 1805. Reporter /photographer did her thing near the club, and then got back into the car so editor could whisk her to East Avenue.
Ever talented at parking, editor found a spot near some young men sitting in a truck.
The procession appeared on Fort Point Street – nearing the church. The young men noticed. A voice cried out, “Hey, look! It’s St. Ann (excrement).”