What A Welcome To Westport!

New — but very alert — “06880” reader Tricia Freeman writes:

My family and I just moved to Westport 3 weeks ago from Katonah, New York, and are loving it!

We have a a cozy house on beautiful Nash’s Pond. We feel like we’ve won the lottery of beautiful views (and it’s hard to believe we’re only a mile from Whole Foods!).

I’ve taken probably 100 pictures already, but am finally sending one in. I wish I took one yesterday when everyone was out skating, but this morning’s sunrise over the melting pond is especially serene. I wish you could hear the spring birds chirping!

Keep ’em coming, Tricia. And you haven’t seen anything yet — just wait till spring finally comes!

(Photo/Tricia Freeman)

(Photo/Tricia Freeman)


9 responses to “What A Welcome To Westport!

  1. Tricia you have no idea of your little part of the world and the history of that pond … The fun… The sadness… The industrial… The commerce… Check out the history you will be in more awe and or happy about your view… Former pond hockey and rope swinger of Nash’s

  2. My great grandmother was a Nash and we used to skate over on Nash’s pond along with McCormick’s Pond (aka Round Pond). Enjoy your new home!

  3. Kendall Anderson

    What a lovely photo.
    Thanks for sharing, Tricia….and welcome to Westport !🎉🍾🎉🌺

  4. This reminded me to ask readers who know about the myth of giant snapping turtles in the pond, is it true?
    PS- I moved here from Katonah in 94, Welcome to an even more beautiful place.

  5. I really like how the gate is framed in the pic. Very nice shot.

  6. My father was born in Westport in 1920 and told many stories about Nash’s pond; fishing, ice skating, grabbing ice from the ice house in the summer. He told me this was “the poor kid’s popsicle”. My favorite story though was how, during the Depression, he and his brother would walk to the pond – from Saugatuck where they lived was a healthy hike – and fill two pails with pond lilies which they would then carry back into town and sell to store clerks, secretaries, and anyone else who was willing to support their enterprise. But Tricia, my favorite thing about my dad’s Nash’s Pond stories was the smile they would bring to his face. Clearly, this was always a special place for many people and it sounds like you are just in time to carry on that tradition and share those smiles with all of us. Thank you for bringing a smile to my face with your words and your beautiful picture.

  7. Sharon Paulsen

    Great memories of skating on Nash’s pond in the 1970’s as a kid! (Was lucky to have friends who’s parents resided at lakes edge).

    Some group of kids always managed to set up a hockey area.

    It was somewhat of a thing/dare to skate close to the waterfall on the Kings Higheay end. Not a smart thing – thinner ice and all – but some kids tempted fate anyway.

    I recall frostbitten toes from hours spent on that pond!

  8. I grew up on woodside ave. before they put in all of the houses across the pond . The Nash family lived on the pond then, don’t know if they still do,.they would put lights on the pond at night so we could play hockey until our moms or dads would send sibling to try to get us home. I would try to be the first person to skate on the first freeze every year, did fall through once! The snapping turtle stories are true,a,local vet lost two fingers ,I was very young at the time but remember all of the mother’s telling us not to swim in the pond for the rest of the summer, we also sailed dinghies. Sailfish &sunfish sailboats from one end to the other all day.What a great place to grow up. I don’t know what it’s like now I remember that when Peuqot was put in across the pond that the water quality went down so badly that the almost the entire surface was covered in green algae,I hope that’s not the case anymore. We caught. Lrg mouth ,small mouth bass that you could eat that night for supper there were perch,pickerel,sunny’sand a few other species of fish. I.did witness the game warden come down and shoot a very large snapping turtle when they drained the pond one year. Mr Nash senior was always chasing us off the dam in the summer, friends and myself did hang a great rope swing on the ice house side of the pond one spring i guess there was an adult that didn’t feel it was safe and would row there boat out to cut the end off. I can’t tell you how many times we just attached another piece on and lived in danger you could get permmision to walk to school,kings highway, and the shore of the pond was the shortcut there were no fences back then. I noticed a fence in your picture. Thanks for bringing up all of the great memories of my childhood. I could write a book about the experiences of Nash’s pond,Aloha Pete .

    • Thanks, Pete. This is great. I’d love to hear more stories. And if you have any photos, please send ’em along: dwoog@optonline.net. Many “06880” readers — oldtimers, newcomers and everyone in between — love Nash’s Pond.