Very happy meal?

Edibles found in chicken nugget box

Wednesday, April 19

Midnight Officers assisted a citizen on Washington Street and filed a report.

2:26 p.m. An officer spoke in the lobby with a man who had recently found out someone had applied for a Small Business Administration loan in his name. He had already contacted the three credit agencies. He was told to let the police know if he had any other issues.

3:10 p.m. Officers attempted to serve a restraining order on Washington Street.

4:27 p.m. An officer was dispatched to Turner Road to speak to a woman who had ordered McDonald’s through Uber Eats. When she opened her box of chicken nuggets, inside were candy that appeared to be an edible form of marijuana, as the wrapper had the image of a marijuana leaf on it. The woman had reported the incident to Uber Eats by email and was advised to call McDonald’s and ask to speak to the manager as well.

9:40 p.m. While on patrol an officer noticed a fire with people huddled around it between the Neck Run Cafe and the pavilion on Devereux Beach. After parking, the officer observed about seven juveniles sitting around a fire, some toasting marshmallows. There was a speaker playing music at a reasonable level, which was plugged into an outlet at the Neck Run Cafe with a long extension cord. The officer spoke to the group, all of whom were very polite, cooperative and respectful, according to the officer’s report. At the officer’s instruction, one member of the group used water in a Home Depot bucket he had brought to douse the fire. The group was advised that fires on public property were prohibited and were asked to vacate the beach after they were certain the fire was out. The officer found no evidence of any other illicit activities, and the group got back into their cars and left the area without incident.

Thursday, April 20

7:18 a.m. An officer investigated a general complaint on Farrell Court.

7:20 a.m. An officer investigated a report of vandalism on Wyman Road.

9:10 a.m. An officer investigated a report of larceny, forgery of fraud on Kimball Street.

12:54 p.m. The loss of a bag with books was reported on Ocean Avenue.

2:55 p.m. An officer conducted a well-being check on Clifton Avenue and filed a report.

3:57 p.m. A bag was found on Pond Street.

6:16 p.m. An officer investigated a report of a sign hanging over the roadway on Green Street.

10:06 p.m. The loss of a wallet was reported on Edgemere Road.

Friday, April 21

7:48 a.m. An officer was dispatched to the intersection of Tedesco Street and Brookhouse Drive to investigate the report of a motor vehicle accident, after an officer who was on a detail nearby had already responded. When the second officer approached the scene, he observed that the vehicles involved in the accident were a small commercial truck and a town-operated street sweeper. The people involved said they were not hurt. The truck driver told the officer he was heading inbound on Tedesco Street and was attempting to make a right turn onto Brookhouse Drive when he collided with the street sweeper. The driver told the officer that he had observed the sweeper on the side of the road as he approached from behind and believed that the sweeper was going to make a right turn onto Brookhouse Drive, too, and figured he could go around the sweeper and turn alongside it. But the sweeper continued straight as he turned right, leading to the collision. The operator of the street sweeper confirmed that sequence of events.

9:23 a.m. A person on Redstone Lane reported receiving annoying phone calls.

9:52 a.m. Officers responded to the scene of a vehicle accident on Puritan Road. The log indicates that at least one person was transported to the hospital with unspecified injuries.

11:31 a.m. An officer investigated a general complaint on Atlantic Avenue and filed a report.

1:44 p.m. A bag with laptops was found on Bessom Street.

3:03 p.m. An officer assisted a citizen on Atlantic Avenue and filed a report.

4:28 p.m. An officer assisted a citizen on Taft Street.

5:11 p.m. An officer assisted a citizen on Beacon Street.

6:13 p.m. An officer assisted a citizen on Peach Highlands and filed a report.

8:20 p.m. An officer investigated a report of suspicious activity on Green Street.

8:30 p.m. An officer met and spoke with a man at the police station who had dropped his car off for repairs on Leo Road almost six months earlier. The repairs had yet to be completed, and the man said he had gone back and forth with the person who was supposed to do the work and now just wanted help getting the vehicle back. An officer escorted the man to Leo Road, and the repair person was not present, but they spoke with his father. The father was unable to locate the keys to the vehicle and could not reach his son, but the owner had the vehicle towed off the property without incident and planned to try to get the keys back later.

Saturday, April 22

10:08 a.m. A walk-in to the police station reported finding a geocache on Wyman Road.

10:55 a.m. An officer spoke at the police station with a woman who wanted to report suspicious activity surrounding a check and retirement account opened in her name at a former employer. The woman had recently received a check from Bunker Hill Community College, where she had not worked in years. She contacted the school and sent the check back via certified mail. A short time later, she found that a retirement account had been opened up in her name at the school as well. The woman contacted the college and made them aware of the situation, and the school said it would work to resolve the situation, which appeared to have stemmed from a computer error. Out of an abundance of caution, the officer advised the woman to monitor her credit, which she said she was already doing. The officer advised her to contact the police if any further suspicious events related to this incident occurred.

11:23 a.m. An officer assisted a walk-in to the police station and filed a report.

12:36 p.m. A caller on Tedesco Street reported smelling smoke.

1:59 p.m. A caller reported bikes in a lot on Atlantic Avenue.

Sunday, April 23

1:33 a.m. Officers responded to the scene of a vehicle accident on Lafayette Street and filed a report.

3:52 a.m. Suspicious activity was reported on Ocean Avenue. Officers could not locate it.

5:04 p.m. A bag was found on Smith Street.

7:40 p.m. Officers investigated a report of a man drinking in a BMW on Weston Road.

Monday, April 24 salient feature of life on the plains is the distance. From Denver to Torrington, Wyoming, is 200 miles, a solid three hours at highway speed. You might go 10 minutes without seeing another car on those highways.

9:28 a.m. An officer investigated the report of a past crash on Beacon Street.

11:54 a.m. Officers responded to the scene of a vehicle crash on Humphrey Street.

3:06 p.m. An issue with a light signal was reported on Humphrey and Maple streets.

7:34 p.m. Officers investigated the report of a missing person on Pinecliff Drive.

9:47 p.m. An officer assisted with a disabled vehicle on Harbor and Ocean avenues.

Professionally, I used to routinely drive six hours each way to visit a single property. When my daughter competed in her first Wyoming state cross-country meet, it was an eight-hour trip of 500 miles ... to witness a 20-minute race.

Now, people complain about Boston traffic, and boy do I agree. An hour and 45 minutes from Marblehead to Alewife? Madness! This has become my go-to local traffic stat, because this is my partner’s commute to work.

With interested parties, I can also segue into other fun facets of Boston-area commuting, such as the 11-way intersections paved, apparently, in the path of old ox-cart trails, as well as the rotaries with 14 exits and 700 cars backed up at each.

People back home shook their heads at my stories of Boston traffic horror.

“How can folks live that way?”

I was asked.

I answered, “Well, Dunkies.”

So sure, to traverse the 3.5 miles from my house in Marblehead to the Market Basket might take 20 minutes sometimes. But back home, it takes 40 minutes to go 33 miles to Safeway.

So there’s traffic, and then there’s windshield time. With the latter, you get the majesty of the fruited plains. With the former, you get Dunkies. A real toss-up!

Home was laced with the scent of freshly turned dirt. The spring planting season has commenced, tractors roaring across the fields and newborn calves frolicking in the grass in the great springtime race to feed the world.

Highway traffic often slows to a crawl this time of year to allow for behemoth tractors towing gigantic pieces of equipment commuting from field to field.

It is the time of year to put your shoulder to the wheel and get to work, because Mother Nature waits for no one.

This is the agrarian rhythm I grew up with on the farm, and I instantly felt at home. And at the same time, it felt supremely strange to be so distant from these ancient cycles, as it did when I lived overseas.

My brothers and I own some land along a creek (pronounced “crick”). It’s been in my family for four generations. By Marblehead standards, that is not an impressive length, but four generations is a long time out west.

Our land isn’t just a pleasant retreat but working ground that has to earn its keep each year. I’ve been going down there since I was a child and, in turn, I often took my own children. I sometimes think the true definition of conservatism isn’t a political one, but rather taking pleasure in doing as your parents did, and teaching your own children to do the same. By this measure, I suspect most of us have a strong conservative streak. There is a certain oxbow bend where the crick meanders, slowly cutting a new course. The place where I rested by the water from a long day working cattle as a boy with my dad and grandpa is now overgrown with grass and trees.

Should my own children work hard enough to hold this land into the fifth generation, that oxbow will surely have moved again, and what they remember as children will be unlike what they see as adults.

They are also now growing up 1,900 miles away in a whole different world in Marblehead.

I wonder what rhythms will feel like home to them, and it feels strange that I don’t know. They will seek out opportunities I never imagined growing up.

But that’s the flip side of the conservativism I mentioned, ain’t it? Setting out on a new adventure for new vistas? Making a new home in a new place?

Meanwhile, the crick flows on, wherever I happen to be. Both home to me, and not home, not anymore.

I suppose in order to make a new place home, you have to relinquish the old one. I did that when I chose to be with my partner here in Marblehead, and we’re not looking back now.

As always, if you’ve got an idea upon which I can embark for a “Marblehead First Time,” drop me a line at court.merrigan@ gmail.com.

Court Merrigan and his family arrived in Marblehead from Wyoming not too long ago. His columns, usually titled “My Marblehead First Time,” appear regularly in the Current.

Edward Rosenthal, 89

Edward Rosenthal, beloved husband of Helen B. Rosenthal (nee Missel) for over 66 years, passed away on April 7. Loving father of Steven (Joan) Rosenthal, Joel (Patricia) Rosenthal and Mara (Gary)

Friedman.

“Papa” was the intensely proud grandfather of 8 grandchildren: Lee (Kathryn), Jon (Kayla Zerfoss) and Alex Rosenthal; Sarah (Benjamin Bronstein) and David (Eleanor) Rosenthal; Max (Sonja Eliason), Michael and Ariella Friedman. Great grandfather to Hazel, Warren and Ellis Rosenthal. He was preceded in death by his dear sister, Rosalyn (Kit) Lovin. Ed was born on May 10, 1934, to Louis and Fannie Rosenthal of Dorchester where he was raised on Castlegate Road in a close family of aunts, uncles and cousins. He was a graduate of Boston Latin School (’52) where he was elected president of his senior class and captain of the Wolfpack football team. He was a four-year letterman in football and selected to the Massachusetts All-Scholastic Team in 1951. never forgot the generosity and encouragement he received from his alumni sponsors. Ed very much enjoyed his years in Cambridge, playing varsity football, studying both government and pre-med, and forming close, lifelong friendships with his roommates and teammates. about his work and his patients, and he took great pleasure in being deeply committed to community life in Salem, Marblehead and across the North Shore. In 1966, he got his wish for a daughter, born on his birthday, May 10!

After graduating from Harvard in 1956, Ed married the love of his life, Helen, whom he met at age 14 as a high school freshman. As a newlywed, Rosenthal entered Harvard Dental School to earn his DMD degree and post-doctoral training in orthodontics at Harvard. During this time, Ed and Helen welcomed their two sons while living in Allston.

Among Ed’s numerous community activities and various philanthropic endeavors were years of leadership roles and service at Harvard College, Boston Latin School, Temple Sinai, Harvard University Library Judaica Program, the Jewish Federation of the North Shore and many other local organizations in Salem and Marblehead.

Union, as well as multiple impactful family trips to Israel. In addition, they never missed a single game, recital, performance, graduation or award ceremony for any family member.

In his retirement years, Ed continued his lifelong interest in learning and reading, acquiring the full 300-volume set of the Library of America. He also learned and mastered the art of stone sculpture, producing pieces that will be treasured for years to come. While he enjoyed every moment with his growing family, nothing gave him more pleasure than walking the beaches of Naples, Florida, with his sweetheart Helen.

Services were held in April.

Religion

The first in his family to go to college, Ed was honored to receive a full scholarship from the Harvard Club of Boston to attend Harvard College. He

In 1962, Ed and Helen moved to Marblehead, fulfilling their dream to live by the ocean. Ed opened his orthodontic practice in Salem (later with an office in Marblehead) where he worked for 40 years. Ed was passionate

More than anything, Ed was a family man, fiercely devoted to his children, grandchildren and great grandchildren, and taking great joy and delight in his life with Helen. Together they traveled the entire world, including adventures to Africa, Asia, Europe, the Caribbean, the Galapagos, the former Soviet