On a beautiful Thursday, I decided to walk to Charlie Hooper’s for a burger and a beer. It was the perfect time of year to walk through the village known as Brookside to one of the local iconic pubs that helps to anchor this eclectic neighborhood. Its heavily scarred wooden door was propped open. Just as I turned to go in, I saw two older guys get out of a slightly rusty 1953 Chevy pick-up truck parked on the street just a couple spots down from the door. I had just sat down when I saw they had followed me in. “Hooper’s changed hands,” the old duffer with a six foot walking stick informed his partner as they sidled their way to the dimmer regions at the back of the pub. Things change slowly in Brookside. That’s the way the locals want it. But Charlie Hooper’s does indeed have a new owner. With new owners come changes. They chose a high top table nestled in the corner just steps beyond mine. The guy with the walking ...