Monday’s programs on WNHH Radio explore a centuries-old manuscript about the origins of mass incarceration and misuse of the 13th Amendment, dissect the city’s news with Mayor Toni Harp, check in on a new movie, and explore sports programs in the Naugatuck Valley.
The time had come for Shayna Kendall to approach the Body Master, grab the handles, pull the cables, work her triceps. She left behind the other thoughts that had occupied her mind: Her investigation of a grandfather’s sexual assault of his 11-year-old granddaughter. Or her brother’s murder. Or her cousin’s murder.
In a couple of deft motions, Jake Adams, the new reigning bike-repair champ around these parts, took off a back tire, tugging out the inflated inner tube with the help of a bright yellow plastic lever.
As Gregory Daniels leaned forward to sink yet another long-distance jump shot, an incredulous bystander shouted towards the police officers on the sidelines: “All these cops on the court, and they still can’t stop this man from shooting!”
Henry and Shawn Carey Monday morning slowly lowered a two-ton purple double-epoxy coated rebar form over one of 50 20-foot-tall columns that will support the second floor of Long Wharf’s newest/old attraction, the Canal Dock Boathouse.
Two New Haven Fire Department teams won top prizes in 2016’s 50-yard “Bed Race” on Church Street in front of City Hall Sunday.
The annual race requires groups to decorate beds within specific regulations and race them in brackets in front of City Hall. The $300 entrance fee per team goes to the New Haven St. Patrick’s Day Parade.
Thousands turned out to watch hundreds of cyclists race in the second annual New Haven Grand Prix, on a course that began at the intersection of Chapel and College, took a right onto High Street and shot up to Elm, then headed back toward the Green to Temple Street, to return to Chapel Street.
Three races — for juniors, semi-pros, and pros — anchored the evening from 5:45 Friday until after dark, as cyclists whipped around the multiple-lap criterion course.
As riders cleared the last few feet of the sixth “Closer to Free Ride” to fight cancer, Beth Frayne was one of the first faces to greet them. She made sure her turquoise pom-pom and small cowbell were at the ready.
Whether they rode 10 miles or 100 miles, she was there to yell: “Congratulations! You made it.”