808. Waterbury, Naugatuck Valley COG (CT4)

Another mundane, though not entirely nondescript, office building greeted me in Waterbury. I know the administrators of the council (and most county administrators) are tasked with being good stewards of the public purse, but come on! I’m not sure that any of the council offices I’ve seen thus far own or entirely control their own buildings. I understand there are times when that is necessary, but while renting provides a certain sense of flexibility, it doesn’t exactly offer what I would call stability. Of course, “council of governments” pretty much means that the communities of the area work together to resolve area-wide issues and don’t require a more (for lack of a better term) federal county system, so I guess it makes less sense to have some monolith at the center to serve as a focus or some kind of crap like that. They forgot to factor in that I am horribly selfish, and their lack of central control was offensive in a myriad of ways! But somehow, I endured for the sake of caching the indignities that Connecticut was serving me!

The cache was a Virtual we came across on our way to Sandy Hook. We passed through Naugatuck Valley COG on the way there and saw it in the town of Shelton, a seemingly industrial town with little to offer us at the moment except for terrible traffic, thanks to the bridge into town and, for some reason, a dude in a Charger doing donuts on the slick streets and attempting to, as the older folks might say, “burn rubber.” As our unexpected automotive idiot did his thing, we visited the town’s war memorial. It wasn’t the most impressive (or garish) one I had ever seen, but it had a certain heartfelt simplicity despite its mode of manufacture. The requirement for making the claim was as simple as the memorial: we went behind the stones and counted up all the names. Easy peasy with just a touch of lemon squeezy. It might have even been peaceful if not for the sounds of squealing tires and a revving engine. But our aspiring drag racer was gone by the time we got ready to go. People who want to go fast don’t tend to stay in one place long. I also wanted to go fast, so we made our way to our next destination…

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