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Friday Flashback #524

Today is Staples High School’s Homecoming football game.

At 5 p.m., the Wreckers host Darien. Even with the threat of rain — and an earlier-than-usual start time — the stands will be packed. That’s the allure of “Friday Night Lights.”

Back in the day — the pre-lights day — Homecoming was a Saturday afternoon affair.

Seniors, juniors and sophomores worked for days, creating paper-mâché floats. Companies like Kowalsky lent their tractor trailers, to haul them around the track.

(The track, of course, was cinder. Today’s more expensive one would be ruined by those behemoths.)

Senior (left) and junior class floats, at the 1969 Homecoming.

Also at halftime: the crowning of Homecoming Queen.

In 1969, students chose Carol Luciano over 5 other seniors: Karen Appy, Patty Crangle, Gay Heirtzler, Jill Manning and Marilyn Briggs.

All the nominees went on to lead notable lives. Carol — the daughter of well-respected police chief Sam Luciano — still lives here.

As for Marilyn Briggs: She modeled while still at Staples, most famously as the Ivory Snow girl. She then earned fame — as Marilyn Chambers — in hardcore films like “Behind the Green Door.”

Some of the Homecoming Queen nominees were Staples cheerleaders. But they were well prepared.

From the 1950s, until 9th graders moved to the high school in 1983, junior high sports were a very big deal.

Bedford, Coleytown and Long Lots Junior Highs fielded teams. Starting with football, basketball and baseball — and then soccer, field hockey, girls basketball, wrestling, softball and track — they competed against each other, and junior highs in towns like Darien and Greenwich. There were cheerleading squads too (even for a time, spectator buses to away games).

For some young teenagers, it was a chance at competition and camaraderie they’d never achieve at Staples. For others, it was an early step on the road to athletic success, and personal fulfillment.

As for Marilyn Briggs: She may not have been Staples’ Homecoming Queen.

But among many other things, in 1966 she was a Long Lots cheerleader.

Long Lots Junior High School cheerleader Marilyn Briggs, and football captain Dave Roodhuyzen.

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Friday Flashback #523

Every Westporter has a different image — or memory — of Main Street.

This one — from the mid 1960s, posted on Facebook by Christopher Maroc (though he did not credit photographer Steve Baldwin) — shows downtown just before a couple of big changes.

(Photo/Steve Baldwin)

Art’s Luncheonette would soon give way to Westport Pizzeria.

The Kodak store was replaced shortly after by Swezey’s Jewelers.

Oscar’s Food Shop would relocate a few yards north, and become Oscar’s Deli.

And the Furniture Clearance Center changed its name, then burned to the ground a decade later. It was replaced by a short-lived vertical mall, and is now The Gap.

NOTE: The photo was taken from the Mobil Station. We know it now as Vineyard Vines.

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Friday Flashback #522

Fred Cantor spent much of his life in Westport. The Staples High School Class of 1971 graduate writes: 

For music fans, the summer of 1969 is etched in history thanks to Woodstock.

But roughly 5 weeks before that legendary event, local music buffs were treated to the 2-day Westport Pop Festival.

Festival proceeds, per The (Norwalk) Hour, went to the “Westport-Weston Youth Project which, at the moment, is a youth center and coffee house … headed by Brian Keane, Guy Rabut, Mike Joseph and Bubba Barton.”  The quartet had just finished their sophomore year at Staples.

The event was sponsored by the Westport Youth Adult Council (forerunner of the current Westport Youth Commission). It was just one of a variety of their entertainment offerings, starting in the late 1960s

The YAC staged a series of summer concerts at Staples featuring prominent acts like the Byrds, Delaney & Bonnie, Tim Hardin, Sha Na Na and Peter Frampton.

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It scheduled other events in town too for the benefit of Westport teens, such as a 1971 summer screening of classic comedies  from W.C. Fields, the Marx Brothers and Buster Keaton.

Hanging out outside the Youth Adult Council office on Post Road East. Seated (from left): Walt Amey, Brian Keane. Standing: YAC staff member John Clarendon, Mike Joseph, Guy Rabut. Other building tenants included the Alcoholism Guidance Center and Westport Draft Counseling.

But it was a series of hyperlocal music happenings featuring area performers in more intimate settings — spearheaded by 4 friends from Staples’ class of 1971 — that really helped elevate awareness of what the YAC could bring to Westport.

Brian, Guy, Mike and Bubba (whose real name is David, and who played drums in local bands with Brian) organized, with the help of several other classmates, the “Coffee House” music series.

It operated out of the Saugatuck Congregational Church basement, then relocated to the lower level at Bedford Elementary School (now Town Hall).

It ran 2 nights a week during the summer, and Friday nights during part of the school year.

The cover fee started at 50 cents (roughly $4.25 today). It was later raised to 75 cents (still a bargain for live music).

Mike, who had honed his tech skills working on lighting and sound at Staples entertainment events, was in charge of the same type of setup for the Coffee House gigs.

Guy, whose father Paul Rabut was a well-known illustrator and art collector (and who designed several US postage stamps), followed in his dad’s footsteps by creating a number of the posters for the YAC events.

A Guy Rabut Coffee House poster. (All visuals courtesy of Brian Keane)

Brian, long before his Grammy- and Emmy-winning work as a professional musician/composer/producer, took the lead in curating the Coffee House music lineup.

As Mike said a while back, “It was great for us Class of ‘71 kids to be involved in something so creative as juniors and seniors in HS …. Westport was well ahead of everyone else in engaging its youth.”

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Friday Flashback #521

Recent discussion about flooding at 55-57 Greens Farms Road — and the potential for more, if plans for a 250-unit apartment complex there move forward — got Eric Buchroeder thinking.

Though very young, he remembers construction of I-95 — then called the Connecticut Turnpike — in the mid-1950s. It was part of President Eisenhower’s plan for a nationwide highway network to provide security against foreign invasion. (As a young cavalry officer in World War I, he’d had difficulty moving large numbers of troops around the country.)

In 1953, Eric says, the plan was to construct an elevated highway, in a right of way between Greens Farms Road and the New York, New Haven & Hartford railroad tracks.

Though later built level with the tracks, it needed much more roadbed material than was available commercailly.

Someone had the idea to pump liquified sand and silt from the bottom of Long Island Sound at Compo Beach. Steel pipes ran the material from the beach, up Hillspoint Road to Greens Farms Road, where it was used as landfill to elevate the road embankment.

Greens Farms Road was rebuilt too, replacing curves with the current stretch between Hillspoint Road and Compo Road South/Bridge Street.

Readers: Do you remember construction of that stretch of I-95, and the construction of the “new” Greens Farms Road? Click “Comments” below.

We have no photos of the construction of I-95 along Greens Farms Road. So this view — looking east from Saugatuck — will have to do.

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Friday Flashback #520

Today — on the 25th anniversary of September 11, 2001 — we remember and honor 4 men with Westport ties.

All were in their 30s, working at the World Trade Center. All lost their lives in the terrorist attack.

All were bright, energetic, and well-loved. All had already accomplished a great deal, and looked forward to doing more. All had much to live for.

All left behind families and friends, who will miss and mourn them forever.

Keith Coleman and Scott Coleman were brothers — 34 and 31 years old, respectively.

They had gone through Westport schools, and worked together on the 104th floor in the World Trade Center’s north tower.

Keith, a noted Staples High School wrestler, graduated from Bucknell University. After working in London for 6 years he became a senior vice president and partner at Cantor Fitzgerald, responsible for its equities derivatives department. He brought his brother into the firm.

Keith married his college sweetheart. They lived in New Jersey, with their son and 4-month-old daughter. (Click here for a stirring speech by Keith’s son Vaughn, on the 20th anniversary of 9/11.)

Scott attended Staples, the Lawrenceville School and Colgate University (where he played soccer, and was one of the leading scorers in its history), then earned an MBA from Fordham University’s Gabelli School of Business. In 2003, Colgate dedicated a new gateway to their soccer field in memory of Scott and other 9/11 victims

Scott lived in Weston, and was an equities broker. He was engaged to be married, when the hijackers struck.

Every year, the Westport Soccer Association awards scholarships in Scott and Keith’s names, through the Coleman Brothers Foundation.

Scott (left) and Keith Coleman

Jonathan Uman, 33, was a managing director of corporate development for eSpeed Cantor Fitzgerald, working on the 105th floor of the north tower. He lived in Westport, with his wife Julie and 2 young children. A donation from a foundation created in his name after his death went to the Westport Fire Department.

Colleagues remember Jonathan’s intellect, curiosity, wit and fairness. His many interests included Shakespeare, music and art. (Click here for a remembrance of Jonathan.)

Jonathan Uman

Bradley Vadas, 37, was a senior vice president with Keefe Bruyette & Woods, considered a top trader. He was working on the 89th floor of the south tower.

Bradley grew up in Weston, and had homes in Westport, New York and Wyoming. He graduated from Boston College with a degree in economics. He was passionate about chess, softball at Compo Beach, boating and fishing. He was about to become engaged. (Click here for Bradley’s obituary.)

Bradley Vadas

Friday Flashback #519

As Westport’s dining scene explodes, we enjoy more options than ever.

Of course, prices are rising too.

Comparisons with days past is a bit like apples and oranges (though they were not on the menu). Much has changed since the time when appetizers at one of Westport’s favorite dining spots included a half grapefruit, tomato juice and chopped chicken livers, steaks were $3.50, and a side salad set you back a whopping 25 cents.

Still, it’s fun to see not only what we paid, but also what we could choose from. This menu below is from Manero’s, the long-lived, much loved Saugatuck ancestor of what is now Rizzuto’s.

The date is uncertain. But the “CA” phone number offers a clue. CApital 7 became 227 in the mid 1960s.

Click on or hover over to enlarge.

Here are the drinks. A bottle of beer was 50 cents. Nothing cost more than $1, except wine.

(Menus courtesy of Seth Van Beever)

Speaking of Saugatuck restaurants: A bit later, across Riverside Avenue and a few yards south, De Rosa’s had great run.

It was razed to make way for what is now Momu and Sea Kayak Connecticut.

We don’t have their menu. But prices were higher than Manero’s.

And lower than Rizzuto’s. And The Whelk.

(Photo/Rose Colletti)

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Friday Flashback #518

Another Little League season has ended. Boys and girls have put away their baseball and softball gloves. No one thinks twice about who is playing.

Fifty years ago — in America’s bicentennial year — things were quite different.

The other day, longtime Westporter and avid sports volunteer Jeff Mitchell unearthed a fascinating story from the Westport News. It involved Little League baseball — then celebrating its 25th year in town — and its relatively new softball program.

Written by the News‘ (very) young sports editor, Dan Woog, it described a forgotten chapter in local sports history.

Westport won the Senior League softball state championship, qualifying for the New England tournament in Vermont.

But the threat of legal action — and violence — took center stage.

Westport included boys on the roster. It was legal. The Westporters preferred softball to baseball.

But no team had done it before.

Clockwise from top left: Steve Kane, Dale Call, Richard Frey.

The 2 teams Westport beat — Seymour and Durham — protested that Westport had used illegal players.

The national Little League asked Westport to not compete. They decided that Seymour and Durham would play each other, to determine Connecticut’s representative.

Westport officials pointed out that the national office, in denying the protests of the defeated teams that Westport had used illegal (male) players, specifically stated that Westport won the state title.

Still, Westport’s board of directors feared that the safety of their players could not be guaranteed in Vermont. They withdrew from further competition.

Woog wrote in the Westport News:

Franny DeLuca, manager of the beleaguered co-ed softball team (dubbed a “unisex” squad by the New York Times), received a telegram from C.J. Hale, the national president of Little League Baseball, Inc.

Hale acknowledged that “the Westport Senior League softball team is recognized as 1976 state champions.” But “because of the importance of having a Connecticut entry in the New England tournament, the runner-up will be the Connecticut entry.” This acknowledgement that Westport was, and would remain, the official Constitution State champ mollified the Westporters.

Westport Little League chairman Don Levy sent a telegram to his counterpart in Seymour, extending “our sincerest best wishes for success in future tournament play” in Vermont, following Seymour’s win over Durham.

But controversy continued. The paper reported:

The entire matter is not yet settled. Several letters have come to the Westport News, and many phone calls have been made. All of them contained an outpouring of emotion rare in a case as seemingly minor as this.

One woman, the parent of a Senior all-star, wrote “I am the mother of a son, which I am beginning to believe is a dirty word.” She had heard adults in Durham say, “what do you expect from Westport parents? They’re all alcoholics, so how can they possibly know the sex of their children?”

She continued, “I was one of the parents who voted against going to Vermont. I did not feel we were quitters. I am proud of my son and of all the kids on the team who took that garbage (verbal abuse), but I could not go and neither could my husband. I was afraid.

For the record, the state champion Westport squad included Patty DeLuca, Karen Sidell, Jane Waltrip, Patty Constantikes, David Karlin, Mark Landis, Todd Fauske, Richard Frey, Doug Bernstein, Steve Kane, Dale Call and Jason France.

Manager Franny DeLuca was assisted by coaches Peter Coddington and Garry Vannart.

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Friday Flashback #517

We’ve posted this image of Main Street before. It’s from the 1962 Staples High School yearbook.

But never with this color, or computer-enhanced graphics.

Eric Bosch — who moved here with his family in the fall of 1963 — sent it along.

To orient yourself: Klein’s department store (far right) became Banana Republic, then (briefly) Oka furniture. Brooks Brothers will soon move in, from its current location a few yards north.

The Townly Restaurant featured a Jazz Age-era mural. It was lost when Klein’s expanded into that space, then rediscovered and hung by Banana Republic. No word yet on whether Brooks Brothers will keep it.

The Mobil gas station — once the site of an annual Christmas party, where food was served on the lowered hydraulic lifts — is now Vineyard Vines.

The hardware store was one of 3 on Main Street.

And of course, traffic flowed in both directions, all the way to the Post Road (aka State Street).

What else do you remember from that era? Click “Comments” to share.

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Friday Flashback #516

We’ve mentioned before how rocky Compo Beach was — for nearly all its existence.

Not until a major public works project in the late 1950s/early ’60s did Compo become the sandy “beach” we know and love today.

But how rocky was it?

Check out this (undated) photo. And wear your flip flops.

Or army boots.

(Photo courtesy of Karen Verelley)

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Friday Flashback #515

As the Delamar Westport celebrates its first anniversary — popular, modern, and with the very lively Dandelion restaurant — it’s a good time to remember its predecessor.

Not the little-lamented Westport Inn.

But the New Englander “Motor Hotel.” (A fancy name for “motel.”)

When it opened in 1960, it filled an important local need.

“Luxury at Everyday Prices!” the brochure (below) touted.

“Leave the turmoil and confusion of the hectic daily life behind …for a refreshing change of pace,” the marketing material promised.

The New Englander offered so much: a pool, cabana club, sundecks, playground, shuffleboard, picnic area, putting green, cookout grills, station wagon service to beaches and theaters, sightseeing tours — even “free ice” and “24-hour telephone service.”

Plus it was near bowling, a driving range, miniature golf, ice skating, beauty and barber shops, masseurs and masseuses, and — perhaps this would seal the deal — “stockbrokers.”

(The brochure also showed a vague illustration of the view in front of the motel. It was nothing like the reality of the Post Road, and buildings across the street.)

The center pages of the brochure touted “outsize rooms and suites, (all) fully carpeted, soundproofed and equipped with individually controlled heat and air conditioning.”

Diming options included the Gaslite Lounge — for a “congenial, sophisticated rendezvous in turn-of-the-century style” — as well as a “strikingly handsome” restaurant.

A private banquet room offered a “bandstand, public address system, and expert beverage and food service.”

The back of the brochure burbled on.

The New Englander was “minutes from the rich cultural and recreational life of the area.” Attractions included the Westport Country Playhouse, White Barn theater, Shakespeare Festival at Stratford, the “art colony at Silvermine,” museums, art galleries, beaches, boating, golf and picnic areas.

It was “minutes” too from “the industrial heart of the state”: Norwalk, Bridgeport and New Haven.

As if all that was not enough: at the New Englander Motor Hotel, credit cards were “honored.”

 

The New Englander never delivered on most of those promises. For the next couple of decades, it was just an average, non-descript motel.

The rooms were meh. Air conditioning was not a huge selling point. Restaurants came and went in dizzying succession.

Eventually the motel became an “inn.” Any changes were minor, and cosmetic.

Today we’ve got a legit hotel. There is valet parking. Christian Siriano decorated some interior spaces. The restaurant and bar are hopping.

But it still offers free ice, and 24-hour telephone service.

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