Happy 95th Birthday, Leonard Everett Fisher!

Leonard Everett Fisher is a Westport icon.

One of our our town’s most cherished artist/illustrators, he’s designed 10 US postage stamps. His works hang in the collections of the Smithsonian, Library of Congress, New York Public Library, Yale Art Gallery and New Britain Museum of Art.

He’s also a World War II veteran. Between 1942 and ’46, as a topographical mapmaker he planned, edited and produced maps for campaigns in Italy, France, Iwo Jima, Okinawa, and the aborted invasion and occupation of Japan. In 2013 he served as grand marshal of Westport’s Memorial Day parade.

A longtime Westporter, Fisher just turned 95. Last night, at the Westport Arts Center — of which he’s a founding member, past president and current board member — friends, fans and family members celebrated his birthday.

Leonard Everett Fisher, last night at the Westport Arts Center.

Fisher has seen the WAC in and through many incarnations, from an itinerant organization, to its home at the then-closed Greens Farms Elementary School, to its current home on Riverside Avenue.

Now, the Westport Arts Center is on the move again. It will relocate soon to new digs at 19 Newtown Turnpike.

Fisher looks forward to being there for the grand opening. And for many shows and events to come.

Oyster Gallery Pops Up In Mill Pond

Like many people, Patrick Sikes loves the beauty of Sherwood Mill Pond.

Like many too, he’s fascinated by Hummock Island: the oyster house that sits in the middle of that vast body of water.

The Mill Pond is one of Westport’s most photographed locations. Sikes’ images are particularly good. They should be: He’s a professional photographer.

Recently, he turned some of his Hummock Island shots into unique greeting cards. He posted them on Instagram, where they caught the eye of Jeff Northrop Jr., an owner of Hummock Island Oysters.

He invited the photographer out. Sikes captured the feel of the oyster house: the equipment, the machines, the oysters themselves.

Oystering equipment … (Photo/Patrick Sikes)

His images — black-and-white and color, framed and printed on metal — now hang on the oyster house wall. (Jeff Northrop Sr. made sure  that, as a historic building, no new nails were driven into the wood.)

… and oysters. (Photo/Patrick Sikes)

It’s a unique “gallery.” There’s no electricity, so the photos are seen in natural light.

The other evening, 60 or so oyster-and-art-lovers took the quick boat ride from Compo Cove to Hummock island.

Heading to Hummock Island. (Photo/Patrick Sikes)

They admired the photos. They ate the Northrops’ oysters. And they browsed what is now — thanks to Sikes — a unique gift shop. In addition to greeting cards, he’s created coasters and cutting boards, with his photos and the Hummock Island logo.

Eating oysters outside the Hummock Island house and “gallery.” (Drone photo/Patrick Sikes)

Hummock Island is a special Westport story.

Thanks to Patrick Sikes, it’s now told in striking photos too.

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One view of a beautiful evening at Longshore …

… and another (Photos/Laura Bryer)

Turn! Turn! Turn!

To everything there is a season.

And this summer, the state Department of Transportation is turning up the heat on turning lanes.

Special left-turn-only lanes are in the works for the Post Road.

There’s one proposed between Roseville/Hillspoint Road, and Terrain. That will permit turns into either the Fresh Market shopping center, or “Village Center” (Dunkin’ Donuts, UPS Store, Mumbai Times) on the other side of the street.

Approximate location of the turning lane proposed for the Post Road.

Also planned: left-turn lanes at Bulkley Avenue North and South, just past Super Stop & Shop headed to Southport.

The project — to cost $5.3 million (80% federally funded, 20% state funds) — will include new traffic signals, curbing, curb ramps, sidewalks and crosswalks.

A public information meeting is set for Monday, July 8 (7 p.m., Town Hall auditorium).

But don’t think about using those new center turn lanes anytime soon.

Construction would begin in the summer.

Of 2021.

Sidewalk Sale Opens. Sidewalk Closed.

Shoppers flocked to Main Street, the Post Road and Playhouse Square today, for the Westport Downtown Merchants’ Association’s annual sidewalk sale.

Meanwhile, pedestrians had a mini-nightmare on Elm Street:

No worries. There are plenty of bargains to be had on the many open sidewalks throughout downtown.

And next year — when the Elm Street sidewalk is finished, and the new retail building is filled — there will be one more addition to the sale.

Friday Flashback #148

A few days ago, I posted the back story of the Police Athletic League’s nearly-70-year sponsorship of Westport’s Independence Day fireworks.*

That sent alert “06880” reader/amateur historian Fred Cantor scrambling to the stacks.

He found the July 8, 1954 Westport Town Crier. There — on the front page — were photos and a story of that year’s pyrotechnics.

Held on Sunday, July 4**, the event drew a crowd of more than 3,000, the paper reported.

Some of them were dressed quite a bit fancier than today’s revelers.

Announcer Don Tedesco introduced the national anthem, then the fireworks.

They were shot from the sand, near the cannon. I remember that site well (though not from 1954!). The smell was strong and distinct. I always wondered what would happen if one landed next to me, sitting a few feet away from where they were launched.

Here’s a black-and-white photo from the paper. I’ll let you decide whether it looks very cool, or like a radiology report.

There was a lot going on, that holiday week.

Dorothy and Lillian Gish “sojourned” in Westport, at the home of Dr. John V.N. Dorr. Their visit was the lead photo on Page 1, as they posed with the equally famous Lucille Lortel:

Meanwhile, the Westport Country Playhouse advertised an upcoming production starring Eva Gabor and Richard Kiley.



The current production did not fare well. The last line of “Court Olympus” was “Let’s go home” — exactly what the Town Crier‘s reviewer advised audiences to do.

Other front-page news on July 8, 1954: “First Jewish Temple in History of Town Set For Construction” (the 6-acre site on a former Hills Lane nursery was eventually abandoned, due to issues with the land); town prosecutor Robert Anstett was named head of Westport’s Civilan Defense Corps, and 600 people were expected to attend the 6th annual Compo Beach Clambake, sponsored by the Saugatuck Fathers Club.

But the most intriguing story was this: “Teen-Agers Make Problem at Beaches.”

Turns out the Beach Commission was considering closing all beaches at night, “to stop teen-age beer parties.” In addition, “vandals, not yet apprehended, defaced many bathhouses and destroyed a new stone fireplace” at Compo.

Fishermen reported “beer cans piled along the shore,” while residents complained of “noise and speeding cars late at night.”

The town employed “special constables” to patrol Compo and Burial Hill.

If you’re reading this now, and were a teenager then — making you in your 80s today — click “Comments” below. We’d love to hear how that worked out.

* Bottom line: If you haven’t yet bought a ticket, do it now!

** Unlike these days, when the fireworks are shot off NOT on the actual holiday. Overtime for the scores of workers would be prohibitive.

“Antiques Roadshow” Appraises Compo

Stevan Dohanos designed 40 US postage stamps. His works hang in the Whitney, and many other prestigious museums.

But perhaps his greatest fame came from over 100 Saturday Evening Post covers. Many depict scenes from Westport, where he lived starting in the 1940s. He  used many local models.

Some of those folks may still be around. If so, they probably remember frolicking at Compo Beach, for Dohanos’ July 31, 1954 cover.

If so, they should find out when “Antiques Roadshow” airs on their local PBS station. (It’s already been on Channel 13 in New York.) The current episode includes Peter M. Fairbanks’ appraisal of the original painting.

His verdict: It should be insured for $40,000.

PS: No, Dohanos did not make that raft up. Back in the day, several were anchored off Compo. They were popular spots for diving, tanning and hanging out.

Paying It Forward, One Dinner At A Time

Sure, Westport is filled with families with school-age children. They may not all have come from Manhattan or Brooklyn, though most did.

But they’re not the only Westporters. Many more people grew up here, stayed or returned, and still live here even after their own kids have grown.

Those folks remember another group of Westporters: the parents of the boys and girls they knew back then. Those men and women are now in their late 80s and 90s.

They too still live here. But many of their sons and daughters do not.

One 60-something resident looks up to that “Greatest Generation.” (And they earned the title not just for helping win World War II. After moving here, they poured their energy and talents into making Westport a great place for us to grow up in too.)

That man — who asked for anonymity — has taken it upon himself to invite some of those older Westporters out for dinner.

They often live alone. Most no longer drive.

He and his wife always pick them up. They head to Pane e Bene, Horizon, Rizzuto’s, Rive Bistro — nice, friendly places with good food.

They have a leisurely meal. They reminisce about old Westport, discuss current events (locally and around the globe). They talk about their own kids (who, in the case of the older folks, are the host’s contemporaries).

“I remember the first time I made enough money to take my parents out to dinner,” the man says.

“It was a rite of passage — and a not insignificant way to say ‘thanks’ at that young time in my career.” Both his parents have since died.

Now he enjoys spending quality time with his parents’ old friends and acquaintances.

“It’s so much fun. I’ve known these people all my life. They were the mentors of my youth.”

He adds, “They are as sharp as ever! And the battles we have over paying the bill are hilarious!”

Pics Of The Day #801

So much love in every bite! (Photos/Charlie Taylor)

Sherpa’s Solstice Ride: Westport To Montreal, By Bike

Over the past few years, I’ve written several stories about Sherpa.

The Post Road running, cycling and triathlon training center has been involved in some remarkable events.

In 2017, one of their coaches — Matt Pedersen — raced 238.3 miles through the Utah desert, at an elevation of 10,500 feet. It took him just over 4 days.

Jean Paul Desrosiers

Three years earlier, Sherpa owner Jean Paul Desrosiers competed in the Marathon des Sables — “the toughest footrace on earth,” according to the Discovery Channel.

He ran — no, raced — 156 miles in 5 days. That’s the equivalent of 6 marathons. He did it across 10-story-high sand dunes, in temperature reaching 130 degrees — while carrying all his food and a sleeping bag on his back.

Last weekend, Sherpa sponsored another event. It was more accessible to normal people — that is, anyone who is not Jean Paul Desrosiers or Matt Pedersen.

Still, it was no walk in the park.

In fact, it was a bike ride: 410 miles, from Westport to Montreal.

In 3 days.

The idea began a couple of years ago, when Desrosiers took part in the Coast Ride: a 400-mile cycling adventure from San Francisco to Santa Barbara.

It was a long distance. It was tough. But it was doable, and gratifying.

There is nothing like it on the East Coast. So Desrosiers drew a circle with a 400-mile radius from Westport. Montreal was at the edge.

It’s a great city. It’s in another country. It’s perfect, Desrosiers thought.

It’s about 410 miles from Westport to Montreal. — by bike. You can’t take I-87 or I-91.

A ride like this, he says, is “a great way to push yourself, without the competitiveness of a race. It’s something to tell friends and colleagues: ‘I rode my bike from Connecticut to Canada.”

He did a beta test last year. Nine local riders began. Seven finished. They loved it.

He tweaked the course a tiny bit. It wound from Route 58 north, through western Connecticut, Massachusetts and Vermont, then across Lake Champlain into New York state, and finally Quebec.

This year, Desrosiers marketed the “Solstice Ride” more broadly. Twenty-one riders signed up. They came from Westport (Desrosiers and John Daut), the rest of Fairfield County, New York, New Jersey and Massachusetts.

Two were originally from China. There was a Brit, now living in Greenwich. Three were women. Their ages ranged from 20 to 60s. Some had done long bike trips before. Some had not.

Most of the riders had never met each other. It was quite a crew.

A rainy start to the Solstice Ride.

A ride like this is both a group effort, and an individual one. Each person must push through personal pain and issues. But they must also function together — supporting each other, working as a team, not dragging anyone down.

They left Westport last Friday, in pouring rain. One rider cramped in the first 10 miles, and turned around. But the rain stopped, they made their first-day goal, and celebrated with a bit of yoga.

“It’s not easy for strangers to ride together,” Desrosiers notes. Yet by Day 2 all had found someone they felt comfortable riding with. It was an organic process — and one they needed.

One view of the ride …

The second day was the toughest. The sun shone, but a constant 20- to 30-mile-an-hour headwind made going tough. Teamwork was crucial; everyone took turns leading the way, into the wind.

Day 2 also included 8 miles of gravel roads, in Vermont.

… and another.

Day 3 began with a long climb up the Green Mountain’s Appalachian Gap.

But after that it was nearly all downhill: 130 miles to the Canada border, and on into Montreal. It was easy for the entire group to stay together.

Nous sommes arrives!

Of the 21 who began the Solstice Ride, only 3 did not finish.

One — amazingly — was Desrosiers.

With 40 miles to go, his bike had a flat that could not be fixed. The support van was already far ahead.

Suddenly, a driver stopped. He lived nearby. But when he heard the story, he offered Desrosiers a ride all the way to the end.

The leader had not finished. But he felt just as joyful as his 20 fellow riders.

Desrosiers is already planning Solstice Ride 2020. He’s booked the return bus, from Montreal to Westport.

He’s looking at new tires too.