November Fifth

In 1991, as a 20 year-old rising Senior at the University of North Carolina, I did the most outlandish and absurd thing I have ever done in my life. Once and for all, here is the story:

Though my father was a Professor of Chemistry at the University of Washington, he was in reality what was known in former centuries as a Naturalist. He was fascinated by the natural world and its inner workings. I grew up helping him hunt in the woods for mushrooms to distill in his laboratory. Wherever we travelled, my father always made a point of knowing all the trees and wildflowers. We camped in the rain on the Olympic Peninsula, in the snow in the Canadian Rockies and in the heat and sun in the California deserts. If you keep up with me on FaceBook, then you already know that my father taught me to be likewise fascinated by the natural world.

When I was ten, my parents sent me to a summer camp that focused on science education. Nature Camp is tucked into a valley in the Blue Ridge in Virginia, inside the George Washington National Forest. Nature Camp taught me a tremendous amount about science and nature, but there was much more I came to understand over the 8 summers that I was a camper there.

At camp I learned that the natural world is under constant assault from the works of humankind. Our cars and factories pollute our atmosphere; our streets and houses pollute our waterways. Our unrelenting demand for metal, paper and most of all petroleum is drives us to tap into more and more remote areas, destroying the few remaining wild areas of our planet. But I also learned at camp that it doesn’t have to be this way. We can reduce our impact through conservation; we can use resources more efficiently; we can live our lives in ways that protect the natural world.

The summer before I went to college I joined the staff of Nature Camp and I worked there every summer in college. That Fall I came to the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill as a Freshman. Outside the classroom, I got involved on campus by working at the Daily Tar Heel – doing paste-up for the editorial page every afternoon, selecting which letters-to -the-editor to print etc. But by my Sophomore year, I was sick of being on the outside of the discussion looking in. So I left the Daily Tar Heel staff and joined a relatively new student activist organization, the Student Environmental Action Coalition.

For the next 3 years, the University considered my major to be Geography, but in reality I majored in Student Activism. I was one of the central people in SEAC; for two years I co-chaired the Tar Heel Recycling Program (TARP). TARP was the first recycling program on campus and it was entirely student lead, funded and run. John Heiderscheidt, Bonnie Moellenbrock and I worked hard to both expand our recycling program and agitate for the Chancellor to increase and institutionalize waste reduction and recycling.

Ruby Sinreich and I worked on several environmental issues involving Chapel Hill Town government, advocating against raising the bus fare and in favor of building sidewalks and bikelanes. We fought the UNC administration (successfully) on their proposed Southern Loop and on the Pittsboro Street Extension, among other issues. In the Spring of 1991, Student Body President Matt Heyd appointed me as the Student Government Liaison to the Town of Chapel Hill and I became still more involved in Chapel Hill town government.

The summer of 1991 was my fourth summer on staff at Nature Camp. Working at Camp we got one day off each week. In the second week of Second Session, fellow Tar Heel Caroline Philson and I drove down to Chapel Hill for our co-inciding days off. On the way back, we stopped at the Orange County Board of Elections office in Hillsborough, where as a fresh-faced 20-year old, I filed to run for the Chapel Hill Town Council. By the time we got back to Nature Camp that night, I was being summoned to the phone in the back of the kitchen to be interviewed by reporters.

At the end of Closing Week at Camp, I did not take off on an August road trip west across the continent as I had in past summers. Instead I headed straight for Chapel Hill. Academically, the fall semester was more or less a blur for me; I spent all my time knocking on doors and organizing canvassers, not studying for exams. Friends like Ruby Sinreich, Caitlin Reed, Caroline Philson, Chris Marthinson, Mark Kleinschmidt, Donna Bell, Preston Dunlop, Richard Hess, and many others helped canvas neighborhoods, make yard signs, hand out flyers and everything else! We must have knocked on half the doors in Chapel Hill that fall.

Not long into the campaign season, one of the incumbents in the race, Joe Herzenberg, began giving me advice about people I needed to talk to and neighborhoods I needed to visit. It was an at-large pick-four race, so Joe and I weren’t necessarily running against each other; four of the thirteen candidates would win that fall. Joe and the other incumbent Roosevelt Wilkerson were a shoe-in for re-election, so the race was really all about which 2 of the 11 challengers would pick up the third and fourth place seats.

You don’t need to know much about the other candidates in order to guess that my candidacy was, from the start, a bit implausible. I had only lived in Chapel Hill for three years. I was just 20 years old, and I wasn’t even a property-tax-payer at the time. Meanwhile Joe Capowski, a middle-aged neighborhood activist and instructor at UNC was looking a whole lot more like the demographic profile of the Chapel Hill Town Council. But the environmental themes and issues addressed by my campaign resonated with a lot of people in Chapel Hill, and soon many people knew about ‘that student environmentalist candidate’ – even if they might not yet have been able to remember my name.

Local Sierra Club activist Greg Gangi strategized that the local Sierra Club chapter could maximize the impact of its endorsement by being the first in the season to issue endorsements and I was honored to receive their support. The progenitor organization of the Hank Anderson Breakfast Club soon followed suit and so did the Orange County Greens. All of these endorsements felt great and gave my campaign a lot of momentum. When the Independent endorsed my campaign, I was elated.

Cal Horton later told me that a few days before the election he saw Roosevelt Wilkerson leaving Town Hall on a Friday night and asked for a prediction about whether there would be any surprises on election day. Roosevelt Wilkerson looked at him stone-faced and said: “Mark Chilton is going to win.”

Election day was long, I stood outside the polls handing out flyers and talking to voters from 6:30 AM to 7:30 PM. When the polls closed, we all gathered at Estelle Mabry’s house. Early returns showed me trailing in 7th place but with only a modest margin separating me from a 4th place win. I was scheduled to go on WCHL and Village Cable simultaneously around 9 pm for an in-studio interview with the one and only Roland Giduz. So I drove over to McClamroch Circle to be interviewed listening to updates on 1360 AM.


Back in 1991, I ran on a platform of expanding public transportation, building bike lanes and sidewalks, reducing solid waste and increasing recycling opportunities. Many, many people deserve credit for where our community is today on these issues, but I played my part. Orange County was the first and only county to achieve the state mandated waste reduction goals and continues to lead all other counties in recycling and waste reduction. We have an expanded public transportation system with no bus fares at all on Chapel Hill Transit. Chapel Hill and Carrboro have built miles of new bike lanes, greenways and sidewalks and many other improvements are funded and/or in the works.

I am proud of all the environmental initiatives that I have helped further in both Chapel Hill and Carrboro. Back in the early 1990’s some elected officials would talk about Light Rail as being a distant dream for the Research Triangle, but next year we hope to vote as a County on whether to tax ourselves ¼ of a percent to actually build a Light Rail system.

Back then, when OWASA would talk about its 30 year water supply plan, fellow Councilmembers would smirk and whisper, “2022? I’ll be dead by then!” I whispered back: “And I’ll be your age.” In 1991, I was always the youngest person at any governmental meeting. Now, I am occasionally still the youngest person in a meeting, but it is getting rare. In the intervening time, we’ve upped OWASA’s water supply planning horizon to 50 years – through 2061! And I am the one who will probably be dead by then.


Over at the Village Cable studio on election night the cameraman said we were to go on the air in 30 seconds and I was sweaty and uncomfortable. The race was not over yet, but things were looking grim and somehow I was going to have to make my way through this interview while still unsure whether I had won or lost. “15 seconds.” Then suddenly the news desk called out new vote totals with all precincts reporting. Roosevelt was right. Three thousand and thirteen people went to the polls that Tuesday and marked their ballots for Mark H. Chilton, putting me in 4th place and picking up the fourth seat up for grabs that fall! Instantly I was a Cheshire Cat as we went live on Village Cable and Roland congratulated me on my victory.

After the interview, I drove back to Estelle Mabry’s house on Pritchard Avenue to find the house and yard exploding with disbelieving supporters and I started to realize how few of my supporters actually believed that I was going to win! As the party subsided, a core group made its way over to Joe Herzenberg’s victory party around the corner at Columbia Street Bakery.

After celebrating with Joe and his supporters, I finally got home probably near midnight. As Council-Member Elect of the Town of Chapel Hill, I slept that night as soundly as I had slept in months.

I’ve already gone on longer about all this than I should have, but my life changed forever that Election Day. This morning I have been thinking about that day a lot. You see, that was November 5th, 1991 - twenty years ago today.



nice story from Mark C. We had lunch yesterday and reminisced about those student activist days. My election as a student to the Chapel Hill Town board was 38 years ago tomorrow.

It was great to see you Friday, Gerry!  It seems that every 18-20 years an unusual occasion arises when a young person in Chapel Hill runs a credible campaign for the Chapel Hill board.  Tonight at a special event in Chapel Hill, one attendee asked me if this essay (above) amounted to a back-handed endorsement of a candidate in the current race.  I have to say that that is not why I wrote this piece, yet I can see why she asked.This year there are two young candidates in the Town Council race and I am optimistic for both of them.  Of course, it is for the people of Chapel Hill to decide who they want on their board, not me, but I am optimistic that this year may once again be the time when unusually motivated - even passionate - young candidates have the chance to win.  While there are many strong candidates for the Chapel Hill Town Council this fall, I truly hope that the voters of Chapel Hill will support both Jason Baker and Lee Storrow in the race for the Chapel Hill Town Council.Both of these young men have demostrated maturity and commitment that is far beyond what our stereotypical cynicism about young people would suggest.  And I should just add that if I lived in Chapel Hill, there would be no question that I would vote for these two and Donna Bell as well.Best of luck to all candidates in both towns.  We are indeed fotunate that in Orange County there are seldom bad choices (although there is unquestionably one affirmatively bad candidate for Town Council).  As usual there are few or no candidates on the ballot who have anything but the best interests of our whole community at heart.  Thanks in advance to all those who put themselves out there to be judged by the voters of our community.

I concur with just about everything that Mark said, so I won't repeat any of it. I've always thought it important for pioneers to help others in their journeys along the same road -- I went to Jason's candidate filing in Hillsborough in 2005, and sent a contribution to Lee this year. Despite Lee's "only" having lived in Chapel Hill for four years, he has another advantage that I had -- having a parent (in Lee's case two) that attended Carolina -- I grew up hearing about Chapel Hill and when I came to Chapel Hill in '68 felt almost like I had been there a long time. I had a former Chapel Hill student activist advising me in all of my campaigns -- Al Lowenstein (UNC '49) whom I met in Hartford before I came to Chapel Hill. Al would come to Chapel Hill two or three times a year and was one of those who encouraged me to run my first campaign in 1973.

I should clarify that what I meant was that there was affirmatively one bad candidate for Mayor.

hopefully not in Carrboro

The election twenty years ago yesterday was my first time voting in a Chapel Hill election, and I know I voted for Mark (and for Joe). Another first of Mark's that year was that he was the first candidate to have someone go door to door for him in a Durham County precinct. Doing that for Mark was a great way for me to get to know the neighborhoods up and down Pope Road, somewhere most people in Chapel Hill knew (and still know) only as a fast cut-through to shopping in the City of Durham. I'd met Mark when he became the newest board member of the Conservation Council of North Carolina (now NC League of Conservation Voters). Mark didn't always remember your name, but he remembered what you'd said. That is, he's a good listener. Ed Harrison

Not only because of the excitement of seeing a friend get elected to public office (which did blow me away, in itself), but also because I was appointed that summer to the Chapel Hill Transportation Board, 1991 was a turning point in my development as an activist and a leader. I had applied at the suggestion of the outgoing Student Body President who had served on the T-board and wanted a keep a student voice at the table.Before long I was the vice chair and then chair of that board. I was always the youngest person in the room, but was running the meetings, dealing with staff, developers, and angry constituents, etc.  Ten years later (in 2001) I joined the Planning Board, and also served as vice-chair and chair. Twelve years later (in 2003) I started OrangePolitics.It was in 1991 that I felt the awesome power of local government advocacy, and I've obviously been hooked on it ever since. I only wish more young idealists had a sense of the influence and power that is at their fingertips just waiting for them to write one letter to an official or speak out at one public hearing. I'm hopeful that Lee's election will help make this clear to a new generation of Chapel Hillians.


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