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Category Archives: Longshore
For over 30 years, one of the joys of Compo Beach has been Joey’s by the Shore.
Joey Romeo has been more than just a concessionaire. He’s developed the most extensive menu of any beach food shack anywhere (he’s also sold beach towels, chairs, hoodies and more). He’s opened on spring weekends long before the official beach season, and been there on fall weekends long after the summer crowds have gone.
He’s the friendliest guy you’ll know, with a great, hard-working staff of (this is a rarity) Westport kids. He makes sure they’re polite, efficient, and that they keep the area spotless.
So it was a shock to learn from Parks and Recreation director Jennifer Fava just moments ago that Joey’s By The Shore will no longer operate the concession at Compo Beach — or the others at the Longshore Pavilion and Longshore halfway house — effective immediately.
Fava says, “Regrettably, Mr. Romeo has advised us that he will not pay the full rent due in 2019 under his lease, nor is he willing to fulfill his remaining 3 years under the lease. We have made every effort to negotiate mutually acceptable terms, but we have not reached an agreement with him.”
First Selectman, Jim Marpe added, “We appreciate the many years of service Joey has provided to the community, especially at Compo Beach, providing food for our beachgoers and jobs for some of our young adults. We will be working to get a new concessionaire in place to meet the needs of our residents and users.”
I’ve reached out to Joey for comment. Anecdotally, I’ve heard (though not from Joey) that last year — in the aftermath of new, heftier fees for Westonites and other out-of-towners, and a limit on the number of daily passes sold — was a tough one for him.
I’ll follow up when I hear back. In the meantime, here’s a tip of the Compo cap to Joey Romeo, and all his staff, for their 31 years of loyal, loving service to Westport.
Half a century ago, Joe Schachter bought a boat. He, his wife Irma and their young kids loved leaving their slip at Longshore, and heading out on the Sound.
Except when they couldn’t get out, because the basin was silted over. In fact, the only time that worked was half tide or more.
A few similarly disgruntled boat owners started talking. They realized their individual complaints to town officials went nowhere.
Meanwhile, over at Compo, there wasn’t even a real “marina” at all. Boats were tied to buoys. After a day on the water, boaters blew air horns, then waited for a tender to fetch them from the gas dock. On busy days, it took an hour.
They formed a group, to advocate for all Westport boaters. They named themselves the Minuteman Yacht Club.
It took 30 years, but they finally got action. Twenty years after that, Schachter — now 94 years old — is still involved.
And, in a measure of how far the Minuteman Yacht Club has come, one very important town official — 1st Selectman Jim Marpe — attends many of the group’s events.
The organization’s efforts paid off in the renovation of Ned Dimes Marina at Compo Beach. A gangway — to walk to boats — replaced the old blow-your-horn-and-wait-for-a-lift system. Both it and Longshore were dredged, dramatically increasing their capacities.
Compo now has “one of the best marina set-ups of any town on Long Island Sound,” Schachter says proudly.
He should know. After a career change from advertising, he developed a concrete flotation system that completed 400 projects around the East Coast. Compo was his last major one.
But — like so much else in Westport life — boating has changed in the 50 years Schachter has been involved.
Whether its clubs Minuteman or Kiwanis, “it’s hard today to keep them going,” says Barbara Gross.
She should know. A Westonite who does not own a boat — she’s a kayaker who loves the Sound, Cockenoe and nearby islands — she enjoys Minuteman Yacht Club for its social events.
The calendar is filled: Commissioning Day party, post-race parties, clambake, reggae party, commodore’s reception, change-of-watch dinner, even a winter holiday party.
“There’s a real camaraderie, a fun spirit,” Gross says.
She hopes families with young children will consider joining Minuteman Yacht Club. “It’s important to give kids a taste of boating,” she says. “And this is a great way for parents to have fun with them. You don’t even need to own a boat.”
It’s a good way too, she says, to introduce youngsters to the wonders of Long Island Sound.
And maybe they will grow up to be — like herself, Schachter and many others — the voice of sailboat and powerboat owners, all over town.
(For more information on Minuteman Yacht Club, click here.)
The statistics are in: 18 iconic Westport locations. Six library spots. Six pick-your-own-spots. All told, 250 “writes” during last month’s Write Here project.
Led by Jan Bassin — Senior Center coordinator of writing programs, and the Westport Library’s Maker-in-Residence — each hour-long session began with a brief introduction. After a prompt, Westporters of all ages, abilities and backgrounds began writing. At the end, volunteers shared their creations.
The proudest — or bravest — uploaded their writing to a dedicated website.
But those dry facts don’t come close to telling the whole “story.”
Like many participants, Bassin knew some of the writing locations well. In her case it was the Senior Center, Westport Country Playhouse, Compo Beach, Wakeman Town Farm, Levitt Pavilion and Farmers’ Market.
Others she hadn’t visited or thought about in years: Earthplace, Rolnick Observatory, Westport Historical Society.
She’d been to Toquet Hall only once; the Westport Weston Family YMCA and Ned Dimes Marina never. She had no idea where to find the police station entrance.
Jan was excited to “discover” those new places. But just as intriguing was the chance to look at familiar places with new eyes: the Town Hall lobby, for example, and train station.
She realized too that classrooms at fire and police headquarters, picnic tables at Longshore and chairs under a tree at the Farmers’ Market were as exciting as the more “sparkly” venues.
Each site brought new revelations. Jan and her group sat spellbound as Nick Marsan described his circuitous, unexpected route to becoming a firefighter; Sue Pfister spoke of shifting her focus from business to social work, then finding a population where she could help; Lori Cochran-Dougall shared her passion for sustainability; Carleigh Welsh offered her heartfelt philosophy about the importance of the arts, and Shannon Calvert showed photos of the universe taken at the observatory.
Each visit, Jan says, “felt like a private and special writing party.” Everyone at every site treated the writers as special guests.
At the end of each talk, she guided the group into “feeling” the place they were in. The writing that followed was “amazing.”
It was “beautiful, connected and gorgeous” — even from people who insisted, “I don’t write.”
When she designed the month, Jan did not expect to be as moved as she was, every single day. “People’s voices and stories still play in my head,” she says with awe.
The project was as much about “place” as about words. “We can’t actually think of ourselves at any point in our lives without remembering where we were,” she notes.
“By writing together in a series of places in our town, we ask: What makes a community?”
The answer, it turns out, is
write right here.
(Click here to read the writing posted to the Write Here website.)
12 year-old Tucker Peters won 7 of 15 races, to claim Longshore Sailing School’s 2019 Doug Sheffer Cup.
The Bedford Middle School 8th grader won convincingly, with consistent finishes. Just behind him were Staples High School freshmen Devon Jarvis and Alan Becker.
The Doug Sheffer Cup is awarded annually in memory of the late 1969 Staples graduate, who was instrumental in the early years of Longshore Sailing School.
In early 1960, the town of Westport bought the failing private Longshore Beach & Country Club. The 169-acre property included a golf course, tennis courts, pools, marina, inn/restaurant, residential cabins, even 2 private roads.
Plus — why not? — a lighthouse.
The entire process — from concept to approval from the Board of Finance and (unanimously!) the RTM — took just 18 days. Town officials put together a $1.9 million package, then earned approval from the Board of Finance and RTM. The latter vote was 38-0.
Five years later, the Westport Town Crier published a remarkable aerial photo of what was then the still-novel town-owned country club.
Moving counter-clockwise from the center, you can see the old tennis court locker rooms, and adjacent wooden bathhouses (though you can’t see how dark they were, or smell their decades-old musty odor); the original Longshore Sailing School; several cabanas by the old pool — and, partially hidden by trees next to the marina, the circular lighthouse.
It was always a source of fascination for kids, and admiration by adults.
The lighthouse survived one demolition attempt in the late ’60s or early ’70s. Eventually — when the entrance to the pool area was modernized — it was torn down.
Here’s what we miss:
(Hat tip: Fred Cantor)