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Friday Flashback #489

Once upon a time, the Merritt Parkway had signs like these:

(Photo courtesy of Paul Ehrismann)

They were distinctive. Unique.

And also, I imagine, very dangerous if a car slammed into one.

Of course, once upon a time too — in fact, for decades — the Merritt Parkway had an Exit 42 in Westport.

Both this design and that number are now just memories.

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Friday Flashback #487

Last weekend’s snowstorm reminded longtime residents of the Old Days.

It’s been a while since we’ve had a winter like this.

When we did, artist Al Willmott painted them.

In 1994, he was on the Ruth Steinkraus Cohen Bridge. Not much has changed (though the trolley was poetic license).

(Courtesy of William Webster)

Nearly 2 decades earlier — in 1978 — he painted Railroad Place. It looks a bit different today — not the streetscape, but the businesses.

(Courtesy of Christopher Maroc)

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Friday Flashback #486

Last week’s Friday Flashback featured Hay Day — Westport’s first “gourmet market.”

This week we travel directly across the Post Road.

And even though this photo is from a few decades earlier than Hay Day, it looks remarkably the same today.

(Photo courtesy of Susan O’Donnell)

Sure, the cars are different. The clothes too.

But the only other changes a time traveler would notice is that — as of last spring — the Carvel brand was replaced by generic “soft serve ice cream.”

And the classic cone on the roof disappeared, years earlier.

What are your Carvel memories? Click “Comments” below.

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Friday Flashback #485

As Balducci’s prepares to close — leaving behind many devoted customers, and other Westporters who think the store just randomly put laughably high prices on every item — it’s time to look back at its predecessor.

Balducci’s began as Hay Day. Westport’s first “gourmet grocery store” was located where the Maserati dealer is now.

The “country farm market” was stocked with fresh produce, baked goods, prepared food and the like. Paul Newman was a regular customer.

Longtime Westporters still have — and use — the very well-done “Hay Day Country Market Cookbook.”

(“250 recipes from the celebrated New England farm stand that helped bring authentic flavorful food back to America’s table,” the cover gushed.)

Hay Day expanded a couple of times, then moved to bigger digs in its present location a few hundred yards east. The site was occupied in the 1980s by Georgie Peorgie’s, Arnie Kaye’s ice cream parlor adjacent to his Arnie’s Place video game arcade.

Balducci’s — a small specialty chain, now owned by the much larger Albertson’s group — eventually bought Hay Day.

There is no word yet on a new tenant.

Let’s hope it’s an interesting one. A bank or nail salon would not do this place justice.

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(Photo/Matt Murray)

Friday Flashback #484

Morris Jesup made his fortune selling railroad supplies.

In 1908, he provided land and funds for a building on the corner of State Street (now called the Post Road) and Main Street: the Morris K. Jesup Memorial Library. (The “K” stood for Ketchum, another noted local name.)

Why “Memorial”? He died just 4 months before its dedication,

That ceremony — almost exactly 117 years ago today — elicited excitement, as the postcard below shows:

And why not? The new library was quite handsome. Here’s the front of that postcard, provided by Seth Schachter:

On the right side — across Main Street — is the old Westport Hotel. It was torn down in 1923, and replaced by the YMCA (now Anthropologie).

Here’s another view, from the same era:

The library replaced the building below. The view is toward the Saugatuck River. The structures on the west side of Main Street — to the right of the site of the “proposed $50,000 Library Building” — still stand today. (Check out the trolley tracks and horse watering trough too.)

The Morris K. Jesup Memorial Library became the Westport Public Library. (It has since shed the “Public” part of its name.)

In the 1950s, it expanded into what is now Starbucks.

In 1986, the Library moved across the street, to landfill just beyond Jesup Green.

It’s undergone 2 renovations — one minor, one much more extensive — in the 40 years since.

A plaque honoring the original benefactor hangs in a stairwell of the “new” building. (There once was a plaque on the main floor, too.)

We owe Morris K. Jesup a great debt of thanks.

And huge props too, for that amazing mustache.

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Friday Flashback #483

Every Westporter knows the William F. Cribari Bridge.

Plans to renovate or replace the historic 142-year-old swing span over the Saugatuck River ensure it will be one of the top news stories of 2026.

And — for a few more days — no matter what you think about its future, you can marvel at its festive, special holiday lights when you drive over it at night.

But who was William F. Cribari?

“Crobar” — as he was universally known in his native Saugatuck — was quite a guy.

He was a World War II vet. Serving under General George S. Patton, he took part in the invasions of Normandy, Sicily and North Africa. He also served in the Battle of the Bulge.

But that’s not why the bridge is named after him.

For more than 30 years, Cribari was a special police officer. He walked the beat on Main Street, and directed traffic at both the pre-light Riverside/Saugatuck Avenue intersection, and the Post Road by Kings Highway Elementary.

But that’s not why the bridge is named after him either.

His greatest fame came when he was shifted to Riverside Avenue, at the entrance to the Manero’s (now Rizzuto’s) parking lot.

William F. Cribari

There — with a smile, a theatrical wave and more than a few dance steps — he masterminded rush hour traffic through the heart of Saugatuck. Much of it went over the Bridge Street — now William F. Cribari — Bridge.

He was much more than a traffic cop, of course. Cribari’s full-time job was tool crib operator for Nash Engineering. He was a longtime Westport PAL volunteer, and a Knight of Columbus. He attended every Army-Navy football game from 1946 on.

At 12 years old he joined the Saugatuck Volunteer Fire Department as a snare drummer. He remained a life member.

More than 30 years later, he became drum major for both the Nash Engineering Band — marching every year in the Memorial Day parade — and the Port Chester American Legion Band.

In 2003, Cribari and his wife Olga were honored as grand marshals of Festival Italiano. That annual event was held in Luciano Park — not far from where he was born at home in 1918, and just around the corner from where generations of commuters learned to love Westport’s greatest traffic cop.

And where stands perhaps the only bridge in the world named for one.

William F. Cribari was honored with this Westport News photo feature.

Cribari died on January 30, 2007, at 88.

Nearly 2 decades later his name lives on, through his namesake bridge.

Let’s all make sure his legend does too.

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Friday Flashback #482

Today, we feature a “double Friday Flashback.”

We look back 50 years ago this holiday season — by reposting one of our most commented-on Friday Flashbacks. This one originally ran in 2020. Ho ho ho — enjoy!

When Fred Cantor graduated from Yale University in May of 1975, his parents gave him a 35mm Nikkormat camera. He’d always enjoyed taking photos, with an inexpensive Kodak.

In December he returned to Westport for break, from the University of Connecticut School of Law.

There was a beautiful snowfall. On Christmas Day, Fred knew that downtown would be empty. He’d always enjoyed the “Norman Rockwell-esque” feeling there. He hoped to capture it, without interference.

After 50 years — almost to the day — parts of downtown look very different. Parts look much the same.

After 50 years too, the photos have faded.

But the memories have not.

Gorham Island. The Victorian house has been replaced by a large office building.

Main Street, without any holiday decorations. Gene Hallowell’s Mobil station is now the site of Vineyard Vines.

Further up (undecorated) Main Street, we see Achorn’s Pharmacy on the left (now in Playhouse Square); Oscar’s across the street on the right (soon to be Luya restaurant), and the large furniture store (now, after burning down a couple of years later), The Gap.

The much-loved Remarkable Book Shop has been reimagined as Eleish Van Breems.

Westport Bank & Trust was most recently Patagonia. Soon it will be home to Compass Real Estate. The YMCA building on the left is now Anthropologie. 

Ice on the Saugatuck River still looks the same.

Fairfield Furniture has been transformed into National Hall — the original name for the 1800s building. It’s being repurposed for AIG.

Before the Wright Street building rose up behind it — and, later, an architectural firm took over the space — a popular liquor store occupied the busy Wilton Road/Post Road West corner. A decade ago, David Waldman offered to buy this building and move it, creating a right-turn lane from Wilton Road. The town refused. We live with the consequences every day.

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Friday Flashback #481

Al Willmott was a noted Westport artist. He died in 2006, at 83.

But longtime Westporters remember his pen-and-ink scenes of Westport, created each year as Christmas greetings.

They’re decades old now.

The stores and restaurants change. But we can all recognize downtown, at Christmastime.

Al’s illustrations are timeless.

And timely.

Main Street

Saugatuck River, west bank. National Hall is at left.

 

Gorham Island

The Ships restaurant is now Tiffany.

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Friday Flashback #480

Television today is many things.

It’s big-bucks drama. It’s you-are-right-there-on-the-field sports. It’s edgy comedy, kill-to-win reality contests, polarizing news.

It is rarely, however, laugh-out-loud funny.

Back in the day — the black-and-white, 3-channel day — things were different.

Broad swaths of Americans watched the same shows, at the same time. And together, they laughed gently (or uproariously) at human foibles.

“Candid Camera” was one of those popular, family-friendly offerings. From 1948 through 1970s, ordinary Americans fell for practical jokes — a car with a hidden extra gas tank, say — while host Allen Funt narrated.

“Smile — you’re on ‘Candid Camera!'” became a national catchphrase.

In the fall of 1961 the show came to the Westport Lanes bowling alley, on State Street (now Post Road) East. (After several iterations, the space is now BevMax.)

The joke was that certain bowlers — no matter how poor — would always roll a strike.

The last 2 lanes were rigged so that thin piano wires ran under the pins. The lanes’ owners — the Backiel family — would assign those lanes to customers who seemed likely to not bowl many strikes.

“The guy would bowl his regular score, but every time the woman got up, a mechanic in back would pull a lever,” Jack Backiel told “06880” in 2012.

“The poor guy out on a date would bowl his 125 game. His date would roll a 288. The hidden camera focused on his expression as she got strike after strike after strike.”

That anecdote was part of a longer “06880” story, about Westport Lanes in general. But it did not link to that “Candid Camera” episode.

The other day, alert “06880” reader Bill Dedman sent us that show. More than 60 years later, it’s still pretty funny.

It’s still remembered too, by now-aged fans. The comments section of the YouTube video is filled with folks who call it the funniest “Candid Camera” prank ever. Click here or below to see and read.

Meanwhile — because this is “06880,” where Westport meets the world: Do oyou recognize any of the bowlers? Are you actually one of them?

If so, click “Comments” below. That would really “strike” home!

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Friday Flashback #479

This is quickly becoming a cashless society.

Checks too are going the way of the landline and printed newspaper. (And soon, the penny.)

It’s so easy to just tap (or click), and pay.

Bills are grubby. Checks are messy.

But that was not always the case. Look at this handsome relic, from 1853:

(Courtesy of Axl Aparicio)

There’s some great detail here. The paper was sturdy.

And $2 — well, that was real money back then.

Meanwhile, about that Saugatuck Bank: In 1852, Horace Staples — owner of a lumber and hardware business, silk and axe factories, shipping vessels and a thriving pier — founded it.

Two years later he moved it to National Hall — his new building a couple of miles upriver, just across the bridge from a small downtown area overshadowed by the far more dynamic Saugatuck section of Westport.

Eventually, Saugatuck Bank became Westport Bank & Trust (“A hometown bank, in a town of homes”).

It outgrew National Hall — which turned into Fairfield Furniture — and relocated to a pie-slice-shaped building nearby, where Church Lane feeds into the Post Road.

Most recently, that was Patagonia. Soon, it becomes an office for Compass, the real estate firm.

Which sells homes for a lot more than $2.

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