Stoughton Guy at the Helm of Stoughton Patch

I was having lunch with new friends the other day at Ruk Mae. One of them asked me where I liked to eat.
I answered."Chinatown.""Stoughton Bakery.""Beantown Diner.""Town Spa." Quickly, I realized I was four into this and I was just listing Stoughton establishments. 

Why that happened was easy to figure out.

"I'm a Stoughton guy."

I've been working here often and on since 1982 when my main eating place was the Stoughton Diner and Wendy's. Today's linguica sandwich at Stoughton Bakery will be my No. 5,382 meal in town.

That's why I was asked (by the way I was working at out the Stoughton Y when the call came), if I would take over as the Stoughton Patch and Norwood Patch senior local editor. It took all of two minutes to say yes.

I really haven't been away from working in Stoughton since 2008, but lately I've mostly been known "as the man who hired Jeff Pickette to be the Stoughton Patch editor." I liked that title a lot.

Of course, I interviewed Jeff at the old Honey Dew in Stoughton center when he was fresh out of Brandeis University. The other day, Jeff told me he was going to try to his luck with Stoughton Cable, I thanked him for a great job and he thanked me for taking a chance on him.

I told him, "you can't wrong with a Stoughton guy."

A quite side note, recently I hired another Stoughton grad Jeff Fish, who replaced Jeff Pickette on the Stoughton High school newspaper. By the way, Jeff Fish is doing a bang-up job as the Easton and Mansfield Patch.

If you are keeping score at home, so far, I've found food and employees in Stoughton and you can add love to the list.

In 2001, cupid struck me with an arrow in the direction of Stoughton girl via Long Island. She is Stoughton through and through, putting her daughter through the school system, volunteering in town and now working in town.

By 2003, I was married to her and to Stoughton. She never wants to leave the 02072 and jokes about us being buried here.

When jobs offers have come up over the years, the biggest question is "can you commute?"

Personally, I can go about three days without missing being stuck in a traffic jam in the center or hearing the commuter rail blowing its horn late at night.

After that, I want to get back to the land of the Black Knights, so I can walk to Cumberland's for my daily $1.06 afternoon iced coffee, which comes after a morning coffee at, of course, a Stoughton establishment.

When I do have to travel, I want to be back by Friday night for dinner at the Sons of Italy, especially on rib night.

While I know a lot of you, I'm looking forward to meeting everyone else, you know to talk Stoughton Guy to Stoughton Guy or Stoughton Guy to Stoughton Gal.