We are... Brunswick?

Back in March of 2012, Former Parks Czar Kenn Kaminski left our Fair City for greener pastures.

While the Once and Future Mayor for Life, the Extraordinary One, Frank Cicchinelli made sure Kaminski received a steady diet of overtime in his employ, the new mayor, the Usurper, cut out overtime for city department directors.

Perhaps Kaminski couldn't keep his family fed as Massillon's highest paid employee on the paltry $90,000 or so he made annually.

"Kaminski was the highest paid city employee with a salary of $90,169 annually" (The Independent, March 22, 2012).

Perhaps life without the Extraordinary One was just not a life worth living.

It is well known around town that as the Vietcong prepared to storm City Hall, Our Departing Dear Leader encouraged his employees to abandon ship before "that woman" took over.

Some drank the Kool Aid.

Some didn't.

Community Development Director Aane Aaby chose to stick around and help the new administration with the transition.

Aaby apparently didn't get the memo.

Make things as miserable as possible for the Usurper.

Rumor has it when Cicchinelli found out about Aaby's treachery, his extraordinary reaction had the walls in City Hall shaking.

But others were more faithful and obedient to their sovereign.

Kenn Kaminski was the ultimate loyal flak to our Once and Future Mayor for Life.

When the parks were deteriorating from a lack of maintenance, he blamed it on the now infamous "park vandals."

And of course, Kaminski knew what the real problem was in our beloved home town;

"There is no doubt the parks and recreation department is getting more criticism this year (than in the past)," he said. "I think the reason is two things. One there will also be anti- (Mayor Frank) Cicchinelli people. If he says the sky is blue they will think it is green and, two, there are people who are continually looking for something to pick on" (Kenn Kaminski, The Independent, May 10, 2010).

The anti-Cicchinelli people.

Forget the vat of red ink generated by the Extraordinary One's wheeling and dealing.

Kaminski hit the nail on the head and the truth was told.

But verily, a prophet is never accepted in his own land.

So Kaminski struck out for greener pastures, a land where the overtime could flow like milk and honey, where the vandals would be banished forever.

And this glorious land was called Fairview Park.

But all was not joyous in Fairview Park.

And how could it be? Fairview Park did not even have a municipal golf course.

With an extra nine holes.

The story is oft repeated that Kenn yearns to return to the City of Champions.

And it is believed he let his yearning be known to his supporters.

But for Kenn to come home again, someone would have to step up and put the wheels in motion to make that happen.

They would need to outsmart the Usurper.

And have a plan.

A rubric, so to speak, for the proper management of our parks.

And the boyish wonder to carry it out.