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Main Street musings as we watch the watchers
Here’s the good news: with the election over, we get a reprieve from droning, incessant, negative TV ads on the candidates. Here’s the bad news: our television viewing will now return to droning, incessant ads pitching furniture, cars, and male performance enhancers. Not much of an improvement.
Rob Bowerman knows West Falmouth. In fact, you might say that Rob Bowerman is West Falmouth. A 12th-generation Falmouthite who lives in his family’s beautifully restored 18th-century homestead (in West Falmouth, of course), Rob and his wife, Robin, opened their historic home, shared some memories and anecdotes, and, along with some family and thespian friends, took us down a yellow brick road of anticipation for the Falmouth Theatre Guild’s production of “Wizard of Oz,” which opened at Highfield Theatre last week.
Tim Madden and Dave Vieira get it. The two state representatives whose districts encompass a portion of Falmouth come from different communities, different backgrounds, and hold differing political philosophies. However, their interests and their service to the community converge on one important concept—the service component of public service.
I had the pleasure of speaking to Professor Deniz Leuenberger’s class on public finance and local government at Bridgewater State University last week. The students were eager and engaged, and responded to my somewhat pedestrian presentation on revenues, expenses, taxes and fees with some great questions and genuine interest.
I had breakfast with former town engineer Gaetano (George) Calise this week. We decided to meet at the IHOP at the Bourne Rotary, as this local landmark is about to close, and it has been a favorite and convenient meeting spot over the last few years; George lives in Cotuit and I work off-Cape, so we have been able to schedule many an early morning catch-up on the issues of the day related to our beloved Falmouth. I’ll miss their shredded hash browns, a not-so-healthy but oh-so-delicious treat of grilled and shredded potatoes. I could (and did) eat them over and over.
Transparency and accountability are two overused words in our American lexicon as it relates to government. Perhaps those words are worn out and hackneyed because we so thirst for them both from our elected and appointed leaders and alas, emerge parched and disappointed from that thirst. After taking an exhausting spin on a merry-go-round of obfuscation related to the town’s ownership and the ongoing management of our town-owned golf course, boy am I thirsty!
I have a friend who tells me that you cry when the truth touches your heart. If he’s right (and I believe he is), then there’s a whole lot of truth in local director Sam Tarplin’s new documentary film, “What Happened Here: The Untold Story of Addiction on Cape Cod,” because I was wiping tears from my cheek just watching the trailer.
The day Glen Charles met Eddie Doyle, his life changed forever.