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Carton Brewing Traffic Study

By
Muriel J. Smith
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The Planning Board hearing on the Carton Brewing application for adding uses to its buildings on First Avenue continues Thursday evening at 7 p.m., and it is anticipated the professionals for the applicant will be answering the myriad of questions that have been brought up by planning board members and local residents.

Representatives of the applicant will present a traffic study report requested by the planning board at the first hearing. Available now on the borough website under Planning Board agenda for the September 3 meeting, the traffic study, done during a two-hour period on August 22, shows no appreciable increase in traffic will be generated by either the small restaurant nor the three third story apartments planned for the complex. The borough engineer had indicated at the first meeting that all the uses of the building under current law would require 81 parking spaces, where approximately 20 on-site spaces are available. The study also show parking use under an agreement with a neighboring law office, as well as on-street availability and parking at the municipal lot a block away.

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Planning Board Member Martin Hawley with former Mayor Gluckstein

While all members of the planning board are reviewing all the information, asking many questions and calling for more clarification on a number of issues, planning board member Martin Hawley, in questioning several aspects at the onset of the hearing noted “We’ve been through this before,” making references to variance applications Carton Brewery has made in several different years since first constructing the building with variances needed at that point.

The applicant will also have to respond to questions from local residents who have complained about noise coming from what has been designed for and used as a ‘tasting room’ for the brewery.

Neighbors have complained about loud music and late night occupancy and activity from another business in the area. So intense, that one new resident at the meeting indicated that after she made the decision to purchase one of the new million dollar homes near the building, she made several attempts to get out of the purchase because of the noise and her shock the borough would permit such activity adjacent to a residential area.

Professionals for the applicant, both of whom testified during the first meeting, will also doubtlessly face additional questions from local resident Mark Fisher. Fisher has gained a well-earned reputation for researching all applications, visiting sights, familiarizing himself with each application and asking questions many of which cannot be answered by professionals without further study.

Fisher, like Hawley, is also familiar with past history on a number of projects in the borough in the past, and at the last meeting reminded residents that Police Chief Jerry Vasto at one point had sought a traffic light on the corner with First Avenue, prompting the new requirement for a traffic study which the planners had not previously required.

Fisher also suggested a parallel traffic study also be performed with its cost funded by the applicant, a suggestion not immediately followed by the planning board. He called for no vote on the application until the results of the traffic study to be presented at Thursday’s meeting are received and reviewed.

There are numerous other areas the applicant has to address, many brought up during their initial presentation.

The plan shows that the ground floor area of the main building is being increased, which in turn requires additional parking. Current legislation requires that when the ground floor area ratio of an existing structure in increased, a deficiency in the required number of off-street parking spaces requires the application to make a $25,000 fee to the parking fund for each deficient parking space.

The borough also has stipulations on where off-street parking is greater than the 20 spaces available on-site can be located. Current codes indicate they must be in the same zone, must be shown on the approved site plan and public parking lots cannot be used for needed residential parking requirements.

The applicant also plans to introduce modifications to the roof private areas allocated for each of the apartments, with steps leading from their third-floor apartments to their private use sections on the roof, or third level of the building. Drawings of the changes made from the last meeting are also included on the planning board web page.

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First Responders Stair Climb Fundraiser

By
Muriel J. Smith
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First responders from the Middletown Township Fire, Police and EMS departments will participate in the First Responders Stair Climb Fundraiser on Sunday, September 13 beginning at 8:13 a.m. The Stair climb will take place at Life Time, 230 Half Mile Road, Red Bank

Beginning at 8:14 a.m. and every 30 minutes thereafter, groups of nine first responders will climb 110 floors symbolizing the 110 floors of the World Trace Center while competing to raise the most donations.

Donations can be made to the Answered Call Foundation, which is collecting donations on behalf of the Middletown World Trade Center Memorial Gardens fund, to ensure the Memorial Gardens continues to be preserved and maintained for generations.

All proceeds raised through this campaign will benefit the Middletown WTC Memorial Gardens Fund, helping preserve and enhance this lasting place of remembrance honoring the 37 Middletown residents who perished on 9/11, as well as first responders and others who later lost their lives as a result of that tragic day.

Support is urged for the first responders as they climb for a cause and help ensure Middletown never forgets.

Visit middletownnj.org/neverforget to donate.

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Wild Birds Unlimited

By
Muriel J. Smith
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A Representative of The Raptor Trust will be at Wild Birds Unlimited Saturday, September 12 to help the store celebrate its 5th anniversary.

Pepe Red-Tailed Hawk

Located at 844 Route 35 in Middletown, the store will feature the presentation from The Raptor Trust to give bird watchers and all local residents the opportunity to learn about birds of prey.

Located on White Bridge Road in Millington, the Raptor Trust is dedicated to the rehabilitation of wild birds and environmental education. A non-profit Trust, its workers and volunteers help care for birds at the Millington facility which provides medical care for all species of wild birds as well as offers a variety of educational programs..

The facility includes a Medical Infirmary, an Education Center, a Gift Shop, and more than 70 exterior cages and aviaries, providing more than 130,000 cubic feet of space, designed to accommodate both recuperating birds awaiting release and the unreleasable individuals who call the facility their permanent home

A raptor is a bird of prey and includes many different species of birds from owls and eagles to falcons and hawks.

Sonny the Barred Owl

This is one of a variety of activities and special sales Wild Birds Unlimited is featuring during September to celebrated their fifth anniversary at the Route 35 location. Their program includes special events, raffles, giveaways and special deals on their broad variety of wildlife products. The store is recognized as a leading nature center locally owned and operated, providing highest quality bird feeding products and expert advice to help bring joy of bird feeding into family backyards. The store also offers on line sales.

Turk the Turkey Vulture

Persons wishing to attend the September 12 special program should call Wild Birds Unlimited at 732-671-3155 to make a reservation as seating is limited. The presentation will begin at 10 a.m.

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10-42 Captain Harry Murtha

By
Muriel J. Smith
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With a crowd of well over 100 residents and fellow officers praising, applauding and sharing special moments with him, Police Captain Harry Murtha had his final walkout of the Atlantic Highlands Police Department Friday, August 28, telling the crowd ”all there is is love here.”

But the retiring police officer had started his last day on the job at 7 a.m., when he attended mass at St. Agnes Church, and the Reverend Thomas Mallavarapu, parochial vicar of Our Lady of Perpetual Help Parish of which the Murthas are members, led the crowd at Mass in praising and thanking Murtha for his years of dedication towards helping others and providing outstanding law enforcement for the community.

Murtha’s ceremony was held in the department parking lot where the volunteer fire department had hoisted a large American flag and the police vehicles were lined up along the perimeter of the area.

Included in the afternoon crowd at the end of Murtha’s workday were the five mayors under whom Murtha served while on the department for the past 30 years, including former mayors Michael Harmon, Fred Rast, Rhonda LeGrice and Loretta Gluckstein, and current mayor Lori Hohenleitner. Former Mayor Richard Styker who served before Murtha was on the department, but knew him well, sent messages of congratulations and praise for a job well done and congratulations on his retirement.

The Mayor and Council had unanimously passed a resolution at the previous Council meeting which was read at the meeting and praised the officer for his years of service.

Also on hand to congratulate him were members of the Ocean Township Police Department, Monmouth County Sheriff’s Office, Middletown Police Department, New Jersey State Police and Highlands Police Department . Highlands Chief Robert Burton recalled always knowing Murtha most of his life and presented Murtha with a plaque from the entire Highlands Police Department for a “career spent helping others and maintaining an outstanding working relationship with the adjoining borough’s police department.”

Prior to the ceremony that followed his walkout, the officers all stood at attention as Murtha went up to each of them sharing handshake and hugs, as well getting plenty of slaps on the back, as each recalled special times during his career in which they had interacted. Former Borough Administrator Adam Hubeny, EMT Lance Hubeny, and members of the fire and first aid departments were also on hand to say congratulations to the officer on his retirement.

But it was Murtha’s own Chief, Scott Reiner, who said it best recalling that the officer spent “nearly three decades of his life to his community identifying it as “ a remarkable amount of time to serve any organization.” Then, he pointed out, “the number of years only tells part of the story.”

“Harry has always been much more than a police officer. He has been a mentor, a friend, a problem-solver, and someone who could always be counted on when you needed him,” the chief told the crowd.

Speaking from a personal point of view, he noted “throughout my time working with Harry, one of the things that has always stood out to me is his willingness to help others. It didn’t matter if the task was big or small. If something needed to be done, Harry was usually one of the first people willing to step up and help out. He has always been someone who puts other people first, which is a quality that is difficult to teach.

You can teach someone how to write a report, conduct an investigation, handle a call, or supervise a shift. But you cannot teach someone to genuinely care about the people around them. Harry has always had that quality. He cares about this department. He cares about the people who work here. And most importantly, he cares about the people of Atlantic Highlands.”

Chief Reinert continued “Over the years, Harry has been a familiar and trusted face throughout this Borough. Generations of residents have interacted with him, and countless people have benefited from his willingness to help, his patience, and his compassion. While I am proud to call him Captain Murtha, I am even more proud to call him a friend.”

Turning to address Captain Murtha, who himself was having an emotional time in accepting the honors, the Chief said to the Captain “When people look back at the history of the Atlantic Highlands Police Department, your name will be part of that history. And more importantly, the impact you have had on the people who worked alongside you will continue long after you leave the building for the last time.”

Then he listed some of the many reasons why the local Department, was thanking him: for the long hours, the sacrifices, the countless times you put someone else’s needs ahead of your own, your leadership, your friendship, and most of all “ thank you for 30 years of service to the Borough of Atlantic Highlands. You gave this department and this community the very best of yourself. You have earned the opportunity to step away, spend time with your family, enjoy the things you haven’t always had time for, and start this next chapter of your life.”

Chief Reinert also told Murtha how much he is appreciated and that people are “genuinely going to miss having you around.   From everyone at the Atlantic Highlands Police Department and from the residents of the Borough you have proudly served for three decades—thank you.”

Amid applause and some tears, Murtha thanked his parents, his wife and children, for the help and sacrifices they made to enable him to fulfill his law enforcement duties and to always be there with him. He thanked all the borough residents and fellow officers, and promised everyone “you’ll see me around. I love Atlantic Highlands and I will be here.”

He then presented bouquets of flowers to his wife, children, mother, and Kathleen Sweeney of the Shore Casino, whom Murtha frequently referred to as his “adopted grandmother.”

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25th Anniversary of 9/11

By
Muriel J. Smith
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A special memorial service commemorating the 25th Anniversary of 9/11 will be held at the Middletown World Trade Center Memorial Gardens on Friday, September 11 at 7 p.m. The World Trade Center Gardens (WTX) are located near to the Middletown Arts Center at 36 Church St.

The anniversary is a tribute to 9/11 families, community members, first responders, veterans, local officials and others and honors the 37 Middletown residents who perished in the event as well as those who have since died from 9/11 related illnesses.

The memorial service will include tributes and ceremony designed to bring the community together to remember those lost and to reaffirm the township’s promise to never forget.

The late Middletown Police Detective Lieutenant Joseph Capriotti will be among those remembered in a special way during the ceremony. Lieutenant Capriotti gained the name of “keeper of the list” because of his actions in the aftermath of the attacks. The detective personally contacted every Middletown family who had lost a loved one in the attack.

The Late Middletown Police Detective Lieutenant Joseph Capriotti

The service also gives residents the opportunity see the completion of improvements to the Memorial Gardens, designed and completed to preserve and enhance the space as a place of remembrance, reflection and hope for future generations.

Residents are also invited to participate in a more personal way by purchasing and displaying a Remembrance Yard Sign being offer by the Middletown township World Trade Center Memorial Gardens Committee. Proceeds of the sale of the signs, at $25 each, will benefit the Gardens and help preserve the location for generations.

The signs are available Saturday and Sunday, September  5and 6th, at the ShopRite of Kings Commons at 1500 Route 35 between 9 a.m. and 3 p.m.

Signs will also be available by contacting mayorsoffice@middletownnj.org to schedule a payment and pickup.

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Highlands Ribbon Cutting Ceremony

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Muriel J. Smith
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A ribbon cutting ceremony will be held Monday, August 31 at noon, to celebrate the completion of renovations and restoration at Overlook Park, Route 36 at Miller Street, Highlands.

The public is invited to the ceremony, and parking is available at the Highlands Borough parking lot on Route 36, across from Our Lady of Perpetual Help Church. Plans for the restoration were first prepared four years ago.

Renovations are also nearing completion of the Frank Hall Park, named for a former borough Mayor, and located on Miller Hill on the site of the former water department facility. That site will include a bocce court as well as seating area with outstanding views.

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Neighbor Needs Help

By
Muriel J. Smith
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Neighbor

Help for a beloved Navesink resident and neighbor Dorethea Emrich has been established after the former teacher’s aide at Mountain Hill School lost her home on Millers Crossing and all her belongings in a fire last Friday.

Ms. Emrich, long beloved as an outstanding neighbor, friend, helpmate to all and aide at the elementary school, heard a loud pop coming from her garage Friday evening.. When she opened the door, she found her car had spontaneously combusted; the fire spread quickly and destroyed her home.

Friends and neighbors who set up a Go Fund Me page to assist Ms. Emrich find both housing and possession, noted that “whether you know her from her years of dedication at Mountain Hill Preschool, or recognize her as the friendly face riding her bike everywhere in nice weather and skiing around town in the snow, she is a beloved staple of our neighborhood.”

Mario Ariemma, who started the fund to aid the victim, added that everyone is grateful Mrs. Emrich herself is safe, but assistance would be appreciated in the loss of her personal belongings and decades of lifelong memories because of the fire, smoke and water damage from the blaze.

While the funds cannot restore personal and long-held belongings, they can assist Mrs. Emrich in immediate expenses for clothing, food and temporary housing as she begins the long process of rebuilding. Friends ask for donations to help a woman who has given so much joy and support to the community and urged sharing the information with others.

The link to the fund page can be found here

 

No cause has yet been released for the blaze.

Neighbor

Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor Neighbor happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy happy tent he lived in stood right smack up against the wall of the shallow, dull-colored forest separating his own squadron from Dunbar’ s. Immediately alongside was the abandoned railroad ditch that carried the pipe that carried the  aviation gasoline down to the fuel trucks at the airfield. Thanks to Orr, his roommate, it was the most luxurious tent in the squadron. Each time Yossarian returned from one of his holidays in the hospital or rest leaves in Rome, he was surprised by some new comfort Orr had installed in his absence – running water, wood-burning  fireplace, cement floor. Yossarian had chosen the site, and he and Orr had raised the tent to get her. Orr, who was a grinning pygmy with pilot’s wings and thick, wavy brown hair parted in the middle, furnished all the knowledge, while Yossarian, who was taller, stronger, broader, and faster, did most of the work. Just the two of them lived there, although the tent was big enough for six. When summer came, Orr rolled up the side flaps to allow a breeze that never blew to flush away the air baking inside.The tent he lived in stood right smack up against the wall of the shallow, dull-colored forest separating his own squadron from Dunbar’ s. Immediately alongside was the abandoned railroad ditch that carried the pipe that carried the aviation gasoline down to the fuel trucks at the airfield. Thanks to Orr, his roommate, it was the most luxurious tent in the squadron. Each time Yossarian returned from one of his holidays in the hospital or rest leaves in Rome, he was surprised by some new comfort Orr had installed in his absence – running water, wood-burning fireplace, cement floor. Yossarian had chosen the site, and he and Orr had raised the tent to get her. Orr, who was a grinning pygmy with pilot’s wings and thick, wavy brown hair parted in the middle, furnished all the knowledge, while Yossarian, who was taller, stronger, broader, and faster, did most of the work. Just the two of them lived there, although the tent was big enough for six. When summer came, Orr rolled up the side flaps to allow a breeze that never blew to flush away the air baking inside.The tent he lived in stood right smack up against the wall of the shallow, dull-colored forest separating his own squadron from Dunbar’ s. Immediately alongside was the abandoned railroad ditch that carried the pipe that carried the aviation gasoline down to the fuel trucks at the airfield. Thanks to Orr, his roommate, it was the most luxurious tent in the squadron. Each time Yossarian returned from one of his holidays in the hospital or rest leaves in Rome, he was surprised by some new comfort Orr had installed in his absence – running water, wood-burning fireplace, cement floor. Yossarian had chosen the site, and he and Orr had raised the tent to get her. Orr, who was a grinning pygmy with pilot’s wings and thick, wavy brown hair parted in the middle, furnished all the knowledge, while Yossarian, who was taller, stronger, broader, and faster, did most of the work. Just the two of them lived there, although the tent was big enough for six. When summer came, Orr rolled up the side flaps to allow a breeze that never blew to flush away the air baking inside.

Father Jim Conover

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Muriel J. Smith
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Father James “Jim” Conover, a former parochial vicar at St. Mary’s in New Monmouth, died, August 28, after a long illness. He was scheduled to retire September 1.

Born in Neptune, the son of Anna and James Conover, Father grew up in Freehold and was a parishioner of St. Rose of Lima parish, where he later also served as pastor for more than 15 years.

In a recent article in the Diocese of Trenton news publication honoring Father’s scheduled retirement, it was noted “Father Conover will leave behind a priestly legacy spanning almost half a century. The parishioners whose lives he touched, the communities he served, and the countless faithful who encountered Christ through his ministry stand as a powerful statement to that vocation.”

Prior to becoming a priest, Father Conover earned a certificate in medical technology from Monmouth University in 1967 and completed pre-seminary philosophy requirements in 1973 at Georgian Court University, Lakewood. Before entering seminary, he worked for the American Association of Blood Banks as assistant chief of the department of pathology, Monmouth Medical Center.

In 1978, he earned Master of Arts and Master of Theology degrees from Mount St. Mary Seminary in Emmitsburg, Maryland. He was ordained on May 20, 1978, by Bishop George W. Ahr in St. Mary of the Assumption Cathedral in Trenton. 

Father Jim Conover addresses the congregation during the 150th anniversary Mass for St. Rose of Lima School, Freehold, in 2025. Bishop David M. O’Connell, C.M., who was principal celebrant of the Mass is seen in the background. Mike Ehrmann photos

Father Conover belonged to the generation of priests that helped guide Catholic communities through decades of social, cultural and ecclesial change while remaining rooted in the Gospel and the sacramental life of the Church.

After serving at St. Mary’s, Father also served at St. Veronica, Howell; St. Raphael (now part of St. Raphael-Holy Angels), Hamilton, and St. Joseph (now part of Our Lady of Fatima, Keyport). He also served as pastor of St. Catherine Laboure Parish, Middletown, and was assigned as administrator of St. Rose of Lima before being named pastor. He served as chaplain at the Mater Dei High School, Middletown, and St. John Vianney High School, Holmdel, and was a member of the diocesan Liturgical Commission and Engaged Encounter team.

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be
thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
on earth, as it is in heaven. Give us this day our
daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we
forgive those who trespass against us; and lead us
not into temptation, but deliver us from evil.

Hail Mary,
Full of Grace,
The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit
of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary,
Mother of God,
pray for us sinners now,
and at the hour of our death.

Glory be to the Father,
and to the Son,
and to the Holy Spirit.
As it was in the beginning, is now,
and ever shall be,
world without end.

I believe in God, the Father Almighty, Creator of Heaven and earth;
and in Jesus Christ, His only Son Our Lord,
Who was conceived by the Holy Spirit, born of the Virgin Mary, suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, died, and was buried.
He descended into Hell; the third day He rose again from the dead;
He ascended into Heaven, and sitteth at the right hand of God, the Father almighty; from thence He shall come to judge the living and the dead.
I believe in the Holy Spirit, the holy Catholic Church, the communion of saints, the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the body and life everlasting.

Conover

Middletown DAR Distinguished Citizens

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Muriel J. Smith
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The three Navy veterans who have led the NJROTC program at MAST on Sandy Hook for 12 years have been selected for the New Jersey State Distinguished Citizen Award by the Daughters of the American Revolution, nominated for the honor by the Middletown Chapter of the DAR.

BMCS Mike Vaccarella (US Navy Ret.) Commander Tracie Smith-Yeoman ((US Navy Ret.) and HMC Wil Fetherman(US Navy Ret.)

The trio, Commander Tracie Smith-Yeoman, Senior Chief Michael Vaccarella and Chief Wil Fetherman, all Navy retirees, will receive the presentation and be honored at the 5th annual Veterans Appreciation Luncheon of the Middletown DAR on Monday, October 5 at the Holmdel Senior Citizen/Community Center on Crawfords Corner Road in Holmdel.

“I cannot think of anyone more worthy for the Citizenship Award than Commander Smith-Yeoman and her Naval Science Instructors,” said Earl Moore, principal at the Marine Academy of Science and Technology, when learning of the honor. “They are the personification of citizenship; the most hard-working, honest, community-involved team I have ever had the honor to work with.” 

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The three instructors have a total of more than 67 years in the Navy and 40 years working together at MAST, with Vaccarella the longest serving having started at MAST in 2009 and Fetherman joining him the next year. Smith-Yeoman, who had been the Senior Naval Science Instructor since 2012, retired earlier in January 2025.

The trio were not new to each other when they came to MAST, with their paths having crossed during their years with the Navy; Vaccarella and Fetherman served together for several years while stationed in Connecticut, and Fetherman was at NWS Earle in Colts Neck when Smith-Yeoman was the commanding officer of the reserve center there.

At MAST, Fetherman teaches Naval Science to the freshmen, which includes their introduction to NJROTC as well as classes on how to wear the uniform; Navy ranks/rates, ships, and aircraft; executive skills such as time management, stress management, best practices including studying and completing homework; effective followership; and basic military drill including saluting, standing at attention and parade rest, basic marching, and military bearing.

HMC Wil Fetherman (US Navy Ret.) Commander Tracie Smith-Yeoman ((US Navy Ret.) and BMCS Mike Vaccarella (US Navy Ret.)

Vaccarella teaches Naval Science II to the sophomores, which includes maritime history focusing on US naval history from the founding of our country until WWII; and leadership.

Smith-Yeoman taught Naval Science III to the juniors which included ship construction, shipboard firefighting and damage control, watch standing, merchant fleet operations, leadership, and the Navy’s legal justice system.

The three split the senior class studies, all teaching Naval Science IV courses in leadership, ethics, cultural awareness and geography. They all also taught all four grade levels each year in public speaking, sexual harassment recognition and prevention, safety (both executing events safely and developing safety plans before an event), being an upstander (as opposed to a bystander), suicide awareness, physical fitness, and current events.

Smith-Yeoman has received acclaim since her design and introduction of an additional class for juniors on the Medal of Honor.

This was a two week courses she initiated in 2016 after attending a presentation given by the Congressional Medal of Honor Society about their Character Development Program. The program provided lesson plans and other materials that used the stories of Medal of Honor recipients to help students build strong character, develop leadership skills, become active citizens, and embrace the spirit of service. She implemented the program by first giving a lecture to the cadets about the history and design of the Medal, the regulations surrounding the awarding and wearing of it, and stories of some of the more “famous” recipients … Dr. Mary Walker, President Teddy Roosevelt, Lieutenant Michael Murphy, Corporal Bud Thorne, Gunnery Sergeant John Basilone, Father Vincent Capodanno and more.

She then had the cadets each select their own choice of a recipient, research and make a presentation to the class about that person, addressing specific questions on the background of the individual, the action that warranted the award, what the recipient did after receiving the award if it was presented to a living recipient, what buildings or monuments are dedicated to that person and more on its importance in their own home towns.

“The program turned out to be a resounding success,” the retired instructor said. “Cadets repeatedly told me it was their favorite lesson of junior year. They got really excited about their recipients; I remember one cadet being outright indignant that no building — not even a post office — was named after his recipient.”

Smith-Yeoman said it was important to her personally to create and present the Medal of Honor program “because I felt that learning about the recipients gave the cadets a whole new set of true role models to look up to.” If there was a down side to it, she laughs, it’s that “it took several weeks to complete the topic because the students frequently went over the ten minute guideline for the length of their presentations, and I never wanted to rush them.”

Although MAST has fewer than 300 students and fewer than 70 graduates a year, throughout their years as a team at MAST, the three instructors also supported graduates every year applying for and being accepted for millions of dollars of ROTC scholarships and admittance to all the federal service academies, including the Merchant Marine Academy and the new program for the Space Force. Recently, MAST was named by US News and World Report as the 11th highest ranking public high school in the state.

Persons wishing to attend the DAR annual luncheon should e-mail MiddletownDAR@gmail.com for further information.

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Stairway to Heaven – NOT

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Muriel J. Smith
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The Atlantic Highlands Borough attorney’s letter to the resident on 8th Avenue who wants the public Stairway to remain open throughout the year makes it clear the borough has no obligation to do so, yet wants to accommodate the resident as best as it can.

Borough Attorney Margurette “Peg” Schaffer

Borough Attorney Marguerite Schaffer’s letter to Debbie Kirsh came after the 8th Avenue resident received an e-mail from borough administrator Caleb Stratton calling for a meeting to discuss the matter.

Borough Administrator Caleb Stratton

Ms Kirsh’s property does not have any steps either from her front door, down the steep hill to 8th Avenue, or from the rear of the house, several feet down from Prospect Circle. Since she purchased the property many years ago Kirsh has used the adjacent public steps, no more than 20 feet from her back door and directly abutting the side of her property, for access to her home.

But the attorneys letter indicated “the borough does not have any obligation to maintain this staircase and the Joint Insurance Fund (JIF) has advised us (the borough) not to maintain the staircase during winter months” even though the borough has apparently maintained it as municipal owned public property since Kirsh purchased the house.

The attorney went on to explain that if the borough did leave the staircase open “it would be your responsibility as the property owner to maintain it.” The borough did offer, the letter continues, to “close the staircase and adjacent sidewalks in order to avoid your undertaking of that obligation.”

The letter did not indicate how the borough would recognize Kirsh as “the property owner who had to maintain it.”

While the letter did not disclose how the borough would make that determination, it did include portions of the borough ordinance governing clearing sidewalks in front of private property, apparently indicating Kirsh would be held to that same ordinance even though the property adjoins, but does not front, on her property.

Stratton’s e-mail had asked for a meeting September 1, giving the resident the option of whether she wanted the borough attorney or other professionals present, but suggesting it “may be helpful to start with a high-level conversation in advance of winter operations.” While the attorney’s letter after the e-mail did not mention how Kirsh could own the property, Stratton’s e-mail gave the optional discussion to “either follow the risk assessment or deed the staircase to the property owner (you).”

The administrator pointed out the borough is seeking an alternative that maintains the adjacent property owner’s access to her home via the staircase while still complying with the risk assessment report, but did not include with the correspondence.

Former Atlantic Highlands Chief of Police David W. Rossbach

While all questions concerning the administrator’s e-mail and Kirsh’s concern for access to her house throughout the winter have been referred to the administrator, who is out of the office until next Monday, former borough Police Chief David Rossback has taken a definite stand in support of the borough maintaining the stairs. He compared the current issue to two roads in the borough that he said had been closed. Similarly, he said, the action with Ms Kirsh appears to be similar to an action he said was attempted for Sears Landing Road in deeding the property to adjacent property owners.

In two separate posts on Face Book, in response to the article in VeniVidiScripto, Rossbach wrote:
”What a shame – this is a town that touts history and walk ability. I’m not sure most residents even know that they can utilize these stairs. Great for commuters walking to the ferry, people looking to exercise, residents out for a walk, and history hunters. I personally use these stairs several times a week on my walks (great to get the heart rate up). The stairs are charming and beautiful. Functional history.

So after 100 years we cannot maintain these historical stairs ?

What is happening here seems to be in line with Sears Landing Road which was not maintained and had to be closed. The town installed metal gates. The same with Bayside Drive, metal gates and the road closed. Both of these roads are needed in the event of an emergency.

I believe the town tried to “deed” Sears Landing Road to the homeowners, to no avail, and presently maintain the road.

That road as it stands now is a mess and suffers from severe undermining, held together by patchwork. Definitely erosion issues for the home owners who live in the area and no way vehicles could use the road safely in an emergency. There is now only one way in or out of these residential areas. Both streets allowed emergency access from another point in the event of a problem (fire, trees down, wires down, road damaged)

Preserve our history, heritage and open space as well as our safety and accessibility.

Priorities … eyes on everything while keeping our town affordable, Rossback concluded.

 In a separate post response, Rossbach continued “The public stairs should be preserved much like the stone bridge – which is a block away. Waiting until things are in such disrepair should never be an option. Let’s maintain and protect what we have rather than letting things quietly slip away. It seems our eyes are always on something that we don’t have. It’s a fine line – priorities, safety, heritage, and moving forward. Sorry if anybody’s feelings are hurt…NOT ! It shouldn’t have to be that

When the staircase, which is made of native peanut stone and extends from Prospect Circle to Ocean Boulevard, was first built has never been identified completely. Many believe the present set of steps was built or rebuilt after the Depression, when the borough had many WPS projects underway, including what some people have called the “Pirate’s Stairs” at Henry Hudson Spring, another railroad stop on the train from New York.

The late Paul Boyd, a long time local historian, has said he always “ assumed the original idea for the steps was to shorten the route for people living on the hill to walk down to the bay and the steamboats and railroads north to NY and south down the shore. When presented with a story that the peanut stone steps were built in 1909, he questioned whether there was any evidence to support that anniversary. In further conversation, Boyd was told the upper segment of peanut stone steps may have been built under a separate construction contract, either before or after the lower segment, citing an article from the Red Bank Register in 1909 that noted “Two flights of wooden steps that connect Bay View Avenue to Eighth Avenue are to be replaced with stone steps by Monmouth Contracting Company at a cost of $486. Iron railings are to be placed on both sides.” 

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