Yes! The days are getting longer. Is it almost time to push the clocks ahead? I know, I know, we just hit winter and I’m already yearning for spring.
I’ve got fried calamari and baccala on the brain right now. Yup, got the seven fishes planned for Christmas Eve. My damn cat Stinky is sharpening his teeth waiting for any of it to hit the floor. He loves sleeping with the fishes (in his belly).
So, what’s on tap for the week? What are you hearing about the last of the city unions voting on concessions to help Mayor Bill Finch close the budget gap? Just after the new year, the legislative session commences, with freshmen Auden Grogins and Eze Santiago (House) and Anthony Musto (Senate) learning the legislative ropes as the noose tightens on spending. By the way doesn’t Bob Keeley, dethroned by Grogins, the blonde banshee from Black Rock, begin his new teaching job today? Wouldn’t it be a riot for Rapid Robert to invite Finch, Grogins, Johnny Fabs, and State Rep. Chris Caruso in for one of his social studies classes?
I can hear Keeley now “Okay, boys and girls, this is how your government works. Now please stand up so our visitors can throw chairs at each other.” Meanwhile, slipping quietly into the room is Democratic Town Chair Mario Testa with a stack of absentee ballots. Why wait for the last minute?
The mayor and his local bean counters have one eye on closing this year’s budget gap with the other poised for the revenues (pray) that will come from the legislature for the budget year that begins July 1, 2009.
On one level it’s exciting for the new crop of state legislators in Hartford and Congressman-elected Jim Himes handling federal duties in Washington, but a bite in the butt with all that’s swirling around them economically. I just hope the city has all those infrastructure plans in place for what appears to be Barack’s near trillion-dollar stimulus package.
Thanks to Connecticut Post scribe Joe Meyers for his Sunday feature about Bow Tie Banker, my biography of David Carson, retired chief executive of People’s Bank, who saved the state’s largest bank from the financial storm that hit the northeast in the early 1990s. And, can you believe it, a photo of me that didn’t have a number cut across my chest!