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Friday Flashback #396

This week marks one of the most historic moments in our town’s history.

At dusk on April 25, 1777, 26 ships carrying 2,000 British troops under the direction of General William Tryon — a force larger than at Lexington or Concord — landed at Compo Beach.

Tory loyalists planned to guide them up Compo Road to Cross Highway, across to Redding Road, then north through Redding and Bethel to Danbury, where they would burn a major munitions depot.

Patriots fired a few shots at the corner of the Post Road and Compo, but the British marched on. In Danbury they destroyed the Continental Army’s munitions, then headed back toward their waiting ships at Compo.

Hastily assembled patriot forces fought them in the fierce Battle of Ridgefield. Led by Brigadier General Benedict Arnold — not yet a traitor — and outnumbered 3 to 1, the patriots deployed a strategy of selective engagement.

British forces landed at Compo Beach, marched to Danbury, marched back south and -- after the Battle of Compo Hill -- retreated to Long Island.

British forces landed at Compo Beach, marched to Danbury, returned south and — after the Battle of Compo Hill — retreated to Long Island.

The next day — April 28, 1777 — patriots tried to capture the Redcoats at a bridge across the Saugatuck River. That forced the soldiers to march 2 miles north, and swim across.

Meanwhile, marksmen waited on Compo Hill (the current site of Minuteman Hill road).

Twenty colonials were killed, and between 40 and 80 wounded when the British made a shoulder to shoulder charge with fixed bayonets — but, wearing everyday work clothes and using hunting guns or pistols, they gave the Redcoats a fight.

It was reported that resistance here was more severe than at Lexington and Concord.

Graves of some of the patriots who fell that day lie along Compo Beach Road, just past the Minuteman statue. British soldiers are buried across Gray’s Creek, by the Longshore golf course.

Though Tryon returned to burn Norwalk and Fairfield, never again during the American Revolution did British troops venture inland in Connecticut.

The next time you pass the Minute Man, think about the Battle of Compo Hill. That’s the reason our Minuteman stands guard, facing Compo Road.

Like his fellow patriots 247 years ago, he’s ready to give the Brits his best shot.

The Minuteman statue today.

The Minuteman statue today.

This important anniversary often passes without much recognition.

Every so often though, the town pays attention.

That was the case in 1977. Westport saluted the 200th anniversary of the Battle of Compo Hill with a special postcard:

Alert “06880” reader Mark Yurkiw — who lives on Cross Highway, directly on the path the Redcoats took (and whose former home next door bears a hole left by a musket ball) — sent the bicentennial souvenir along.

Fittingly, one of the stamps depicts George Washington.

That was 47 years ago.

Time to start planning our 250th-anniversary celebration of the Battle of Compo Hill, 3 years from now.

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Friday Flashback #395

This coming Monday — April 22 — marks the 60th anniversary of the opening of the 1964 New York World’s Fair.

To many folks today, world’s fairs are relics of the past. You may have heard of them. But like rotary phones, cassette tapes or (if you’re really young) dial-up modems, you can’t figure out how they worked, why they were important, or what their appeal was.

If you were a child of that era though — particularly if you grew up in the tri-state area — the New York World’s Fair may be one of your most powerful youthful memories.

(I know a few “06880” readers remember the 1939-40 New York World’s Fair. That one was way before my time.)

The ’64 World’s Fair included over 140 pavilions and 110 restaurants representing 80 nations, 24 U.S. states, and over 45 corporations. It covered 646 acres in Flushing Meadows, Queens.

When the Fair opened that April — just 2 months after the Beatles appeared on “Ed Sullivan” — America was racing headlong toward an optimistic future. We were putting men in space, cool cars in driveways and color TVs in every home. Business was booming.

A small portion of the large Fair.

Businesses had a big presence at the World’s Fair.

IBM — for whom many Westport dads worked — had a pavilion with a 500-seat grandstand, which pulled people upward into an egg-shaped theater designed by Eero Saarinen. A film shown on 9 screens described how computers think.

The IBM Pavilion.

Throughout the Fair corporations displayed mainframe computers, computer terminals with keyboards, teletype machines, punch cards and telephone modems. Sure, the computers were the size of freight trains. But this was the future!

General Motors offered a “Futurama”: a ride past scenery showing what life might (or would!) soon be like.

GM gave World’s Fair-goers a vision of the future.

Ford jumped the gun. They introduced the Mustang 5 days before the exhibition opened, on April 17, 1964. Their pavilion sent guests on a ride in cars like Fords, Mercurys and Lincolns, past scenes of dinosaurs and cavemen. We’ve come a long way, baby!

There were many other memorable experiences, like “It’s a Small World,” sponsored by Pepsi; an animatronic Abraham Lincoln at the Illinois pavilion; the Pieta from the Vatican; “exotic” foods like Belgian waffles.

Walt Disney created Pepsi’s “It’s a Small World” exhibit. “Voyagers” glided past (above) the changing of the guard at Buckingham Palace, Dutch windmills and tulips, and other scenes from 26 countries.

Like every Westport kid I knew, my family visited the World’s Fair many times.

Four Burr Farms Elementary School friends and I went together once. The mother who drove us let us loose for the entire day. “Let’s meet back here at 5 o’clock!” Mrs. Welker chirped.

We were 11 years old.

A 1964 World’s Fair children’s ticket was $1. That’s $9.85 in 2024 money. The official name had an apostrophe in “World’s” — though the ticket did not.

Another time, I saw New York Yankees announcer Mel Allen waiting in line, just like everyone else. I got his autograph, and felt like I had seen the president.

Today, little is left of the 1964 World’s Fair. The Unisphere — the  12-story model of the Earth that was its symbol (built on the foundation of the 1939 Fair’s Perisphere) — still stands in Flushing Meadows-Corona Park, a landmark from the air as planes approach La Guardia Airport.

The Unisphere

The park is best known now for Citi Field and the Billie Jean King National Tennis Center (site of the US Open).

The New York Mets’ current home opened in 2009. It replaced Shea Stadium, the shiny new ballpark that opened on April 17, 1964 — like the Mustang, 5 days before the World’s Fair.

Shea Stadium was demolished in 2009, to make way for Citi Field parking.

What’s not gone are World’s Fair memories. I’ve offered a few above.

If you have any to share — of the 1964-65 New York one, the previous fair in 1939-40, or any other city that has hosted a World’s Fair, click “Comments” below.

I would say “see you at the fair.” But World’s Fairs just don’t seem to be a thing anymore.

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Friday Flashback #394

Jesup Green has been in the news lately. Plans to add parking spots at the top — and, later, more green space near the Saugatuck River — have sparked controversy.

The small park in the center of town has long been a gathering spot, for joyful celebrations and solemn ceremonies.

For decades, it was the end point for the Memorial Day parade. Speeches, patriotic songs and 21-gun salutes followed (as kids rode their bikes in the parking lot, and the Good Humor man did a brisk business).

In 1965, Staples student Adam Stolpen delivered the Memorial Day address.  Others in the photo include Westport resident and former Connecticut Governor John Davis Lodge (Navy cap) and World War I veteran and grand marshal E.O. Nigel Cholmeley-Jones (in uniform). 

In August of 2013, Jesup Green was packed for a different type of ceremony.

Hundreds of Westporters honored the town’s Little League all-stars. They’d just returned from the Little League World Series, where they made a magical run all the way to the finals.

Jeb Backus marveled, “As a 3rd-generation Westporter living here for 50 years, this was the most special town event I have ever attended. Absolutely amazing.”

(Photo/Jeb Backus)

NOTE: That’s not the first connection between Jesup Green and Little League. In the 1950s and ’60s, there was a baseball diamond a few yards away — near where the Westport Library is now. 

And next to both: the town dump. I’m not making this up.

More recently, Jesup Green has been the site of rallies: for Black Lives Matter, and against anti-Asian and antisemitic incidents.

It’s also where Westport Pride holds its LGBTQ+ celebration every June.

Local clergy members on Jesup Green, at Westport Pride. 

Jesup Green is where Westporters gather, in good times and bad.

President Franklin D. Roosevelt died on April 12, 1945 — exactly 79 years ago today.

Two days later, stores throughout Westport closed.

Residents headed to the green. They sang “America,” “The Battle Hymn of the Republic” and “Abide With Me.”

Veterans fired a military salute. The somber sounds of “Taps” filled the air.

As it had been for decades — and continues to be today, Jesup Green was Westport’s town square.

(Courtesy of Cindy Buckley)

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Friday Flashback #393

After a few years in which Fairfield ate our lunch, Westport is back atop the dining scene.

We’ve long been a restaurant town. Old-timers drool over legendary spots like the Arrow, Mario’s and Chez Pierre.

Even older old-timers remember spots like La Normandie and the Townly.

But I’ve never heard anyone mention The Five Little Pigs.

Paul Ehrismann posted this photo the other day, on Facebook:

I assume it’s a restaurant. With a name like that, what else could it be? Certainly not a butcher shop.

Taking a wild stab, this looks like the section of the Post Road where Cycle Dynamics is now, near Carvel. (I’m guessing “a mile east of Westport, Ct.,” refers to downtown.)

But I really have no clue.

If any real old-time Westporter has ever heard of The Five Little Pigs, please click “Comments” below.

I hope we find out soon. Not when pigs fly.

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Friday Flashback #392

Back in the day — before large medical practices — young Westporters had a single pediatrician.

Some went to Dr. Beasley. Others to Dr. Shiller. Or Dr. Lebhar.

Anthony Dohanos believes this work by his father, noted Westport illustrator Stevan Dohanos, shows Dr. Neil Lebhar’s very busy office.

Is it familiar to Westporters of a certain age?

And if so, do you recognize your mother as one of the women who put on a dress — and wore heels — to take their kids for a check-up?

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Friday Flashback #391

Amid all the changes in Westport, ice cream seems pretty constant.

But think about it.

The Ice Cream Parlor is long gone. Georgie Porgie’s lasted just a few years.

Our many frozen yogurt places melted away.

Saugatuck Sweets is being replaced by an “artisinal” ice cream shop. (With prices to match, I’m sure.)

And through it all, Carvel has endured.

It’s been here, in the same simple Post Road location, pretty much since ice cream was invented.

(Photo/Facebook from Bruce Fernie; hat tip Jennifer Izzo)

If you time traveled from the day this photo was taken, in fact, you’d recognize everything except the cars in front.

Sadly too, the very 1950s ice cream cone on top is gone.

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Friday Flashback #390

In the 1960s and ’70s — before strict building codes, and regular inspections and enforcement by the Fire Department — there were spectacular fires at Westport businesses.

Carousel Toy Store burned twice: in Compo Acres Shopping Center (along with Franklin Simon and others), then again in Sconset Square (at the time, called Sherwood Square; the Paint Bucket next door burned to the ground too).

The furniture store opposite Brooks Corner went up in a memorable winter blaze in 1976; it was a midweek afternoon, and downtown was thronged.

Several years earlier, the Westport Lanes bowling alley caught fire in the middle of the night. Unlike Carousel or the furniture store (now The Gap), it was rebuilt.

Another large fire took out the entire block between Taylor Place and the entrance to the Jesup Green parking lot, across from what was then the Westport Library (today it’s the downtown Starbucks, and others).

On the evening of Saturday, November 10, 1974, the businesses — Muriel’s Diner at one end, Klaff’s Lighting at the other, and a jewelry store, smoke shop, shoe repair, plus 2nd-floor offices and apartments — caught fire.

The aftermath of the “Klaff’s fire.” (Photo courtesy of Gail Comden)

The blaze did at least $1 million in damage, and cut power to much of downtown.

The block was rebuilt, and Klaff’s returned. (The space is now South Moon Under.)

But a historic block — housing the very first, pre-Morris Jesup library, among others) — was gone.

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Friday Flashback #389

Alert reader, avid sports fan — and 1971 Staples High School graduate Fred Cantor — contributes today’s Friday Flashback:

This month marks the 70th anniversary of the conclusion of one of the most successful seasons in Westport scholastic basketball history.

But that squad did not play at Staples. It was the Bedford Junior High School hoops team (at a time when junior highs fielded formal varsity squads).

The Bedford Junior High School basketball team.

The Bedford Bears went undefeated in 9 games against junior high competition from New Canaan, Darien, Wilton, Weston and Bridgeport. Their closest game: a 10-point win over Saxe JHS of New Canaan, whose best player, Wilky Gilmore, went on to become an area sports legend. He led New Canaan High to consecutive state titles, then starred at Colorado on a Big 8 championship squad.

Bedford’s leading scorer in that game against Saxe was Jack Mitchell, who scored as many points as Gilmore. Mitchell was Bedford’s leading scorer that season. He went on to star as Wesleyan University’s football quarterback, then worked at his parents’ clothing store, Ed Mitchell — and later become CEO and now chairman of Mitchells Stores.

His former Bedford teammate Bob Darnton went on to become a Rhodes Scholar, and an award-winning historian, professor, and director of the Harvard University Library.

He recalls: “When I played on the Bedford Elementary School basketball team against Greens Farms, we said to ourselves, ‘This guy Mitchell is unstoppable,’ or words to that effect. He had a formidable reputation.”

(Yes, Westport elementary schools participated in interscholastic basketball competition as well back then.)

Bedford Junior High athletes, off the court.

Darnton also remembers another teammate, underscoring a different time in Westport: “I always had a fondness for Red Izzo, a fast guard. Back then, I sometimes visited him in his home, where his mother spoke Italian. I learned the language as a grad student, remembering when I first heard the Calabrian variety around spaghetti dishes in my home town. We swore in Italian in elementary school.”

The 6 players who were the mainstays of the team (the “big 6,” according to a local newspaper account) were Mitchell, Darnton, Izzo, Bruce Cummings, John Aulenti and Kenny Linn.

Thanks to the margins of victory, the reserves saw plenty of action during the season.

Bedford’s superb play drew this quote in a local newspaper: “Nick Zeoli, well-known athlete, coach and official, rates the 1954 Bedford Bears as the finest junior high basketball team — the best he has ever seen in action.” Zeoli went on to serve many years as Wilton High School’s athletic director.

Perhaps the Bedford Bears’ greatest success was splitting 2 games against the Staples sophomore squad. They lost once in overtime and won the other, in front of a capacity crowd at a fundraising event for the Wachob Memorial Scholarship.

Cheering on the teams, at the Wachob Memorial Tournament.

The Bedford coach went on to make his mark at Staples, as a beloved history teacher. But in 1954 he taught math at Bedford. While undoubtedly having a terrific influence on the Bedford varsity players that season, his greatest impact might have been on a non-player connected to the team.

That impact was described in a memoir by Pulitzer Prize-winning New York Times writer John Darnton — Bob’s brother.

Their father had died as a war correspondent at the beginning of World War II. That tragic event left a gaping hole in their childhood.

John wrote: “It mitigated some of my wild behavior that I was getting good marks at school. I was moved up to a more advanced math class, and the teacher there took an interest in me.

“He was also the coach of varsity basketball….The teacher, Gordon Hall, appointed me as official scorer, presumably to give me a position to buck up my self-esteem. I enjoyed traveling around with the team….

“Before long, the school year ended. I did not want to leave and found it painful to say goodbye to my friends…

“On the next-to-last day, the math teacher offered me a ride home.  As we arrived at the house where I was staying, he pulled the car to the shoulder…

“He reached over and patted me on the back, then grasped my hand to shake it and held on to it for what seemed like a long while. Then, his voice breaking, he wished me good luck.

“Two days later, I left Westport.”

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Friday Flashback #388

I’ve written before about the move of Saugatuck Congregational Church.

The building where Westport was founded — in 1835, a group of residents sat in its pews, to create a new town from parts of Norwalk, Weston and Fairfield — seems to sit on a perfect New England site: behind a broad lawn, a few yards from the middle of downtown.

But its original location was across the street, and up a hill — where the Shell gas station is now, next to the Fairfield County Bank building I have never seen anyone go into or come out of.

(The new site had previously been only the church parsonage. That house, and 8 acres of land, had been a gift from Morris K. Jesup in 1884.)

In the early dawn of August 28, 1950 the Post Road (then called State Street) was blocked. 500 men, women and children gathered for a service of prayer and thanksgiving.

V-e-r-y s-l-o-w-l-y — at 60 feet per hour — the 200-ton church was moved down a 19-foot incline on 55 logs, which revolved under runners. “This is more fun than a cocktail party!” one “Westport matron” told Life magazine.

Life Magazine chronicled the church move in its September 11, 1950 issue.

Photos of the event now hang proudly in the church.

(They also line the front hall of the Westport Woman’s Club, where — a couple of weeks after the church trek — the 2nd, less famous Sunday school building was cut in half. The 2 sections made their own journey west, and were joined together to form what is now Bedford Hall, at the WWC clubhouse on Imperial Avenue. Frederick Bedford paid half the cost of the $20,000 purchase, moving and renovation price.)

Life Magazine ran photos of Bedford Hall being moved from the Post Road to Imperial Avenue.

As I said, I’ve written about both moves before.

But a couple of days ago, I saw — for the first time — a film of the church move.

James Orr posted a YouTube video to Facebook. Silently — but in color (!) — we see the preparation work, the move, a service on the new lawn, even a shot of the new church months later, blanketed in snow.

It’s a fascinating look back, at a memorable but seldom-seen moment in Westport history.

And if anyone can identify any of the dignitaries (or young kids) seen in the video, click “Comments” below.

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Friday Flashback #387

It may be hard to remember. And newcomers have no clue.

But the current look of Riverside Avenue, in the heart of Saugatuck, is less than 15 years old.

The redevelopment was not without controversy.

The block containing DeRosa’s restaurant, Westport Florists, Riverside Barber and Gault was demolished. So too was the building across the street, which housed a salon and restaurant, and a nearby former garage that was Doc’s Café.

Today, this is the block with The Whelk and an ice cream shop.

There have been changes in the past 15 years. The first butcher shop moved across the street; after various iterations, it’s now Saugatuck Provisions, part of Match Burger Lobster.

Saugatuck Sweets is gone. It will be replaced soon by an ice cream shop operated by Kneads Bakery across the street — which itself took over from Garelick & Herbs.

One kayak rental shop has come and gone. Another moved in.

Doc’s Café was a favorite coffee shop.

Westport has welcomed thousands of newcomers since the early 2010s. They have no memory of the “old” Saugatuck — which itself was only the latest incarnation of an area that was the first commercial center of Westport, in the mid-1800s, then became a thriving Italian neighborhood that gave our town so much of its character and history.

More change may come soon to Saugatuck. Meanwhile, this was the scene that Peter Barlow saw — and was surprised by — when he visited the town he grew up in, 14 long (and short) years ago:

Riverside Avenue, under construction in 2010. (Photo/Peter Barlow)

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