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Friday Flashback #363

This month marks the 70th anniversary of the opening of Coleytown Elementary School.

That seems like a long time ago. In the 7 decades since, we’ve seen a host of school changes. From a “new” (then “modernized,” and now “really new” — though already nearly 20 years old) Staples High School, to “new” schools like Burr Farms and Hillspoint that opened, closed and now are just vague memories, to schools like Bedford and Saugatuck that have changed physical locations), tens of thousands of students have passed through Coleytown’s halls.

And — though it’s been expanded a bit — members of that first 1953 class would recognize those halls easily today.

The original Coleytown Elementary School.

However, that opening day 70 years ago is not so far away. Several former students emailed memories of their first year to “06880.”

Happily, one of the first 1st grade teachers — Dorothy Hall — is still alive.

And still in Westport.

She and her husband — retired Staples High School educator Gordon Hall — live here in town.

Jane Nordli Jessep’s 1st grade classroom, with Dorothy Hall. Twelve members of that class went all the way through the Westport schools, graduating with Staples High School’s Class of 1965.

Pat Small’s taught 2nd grade, the next year.

Ann Sheffer was in Coleytown’s first kindergarten class (and was part of the first graduating class to go all the way through the school, 6 years later).

Ann’s first grade teacher was Pat Small. That year she married Paul Lane. Every student in the class was invited to the wedding.

Paul went on to coach Staples football and track teams. Like the Halls, he and Pat lived for many years in Westport. 

Ann Sheffer’s 1st grade class, with Pat Small. Ann is at the far right. 

Those early years are vivid, in the minds of the initial cohort of students. Jane Nordli Jessep remembers “Coleytown Capers.” the fundraising show drew on the formidable talents of school parents, many of whom were in show business.

Jane’s mother Betty had been a big band singer in the late 1930s and early ’40s. In “Capers” she sang a torch song called “The Girl in the Picture.” The final line was apt: “He works all day in the city, so we can live in the country, and spend all our time apart.”

Of course, plenty of parents found time to stage and perform in “Coleytown Capers.” Among the notable: Hal James. The future Broadway producer of “Man of La Mancha” was the Capers’ producer/director.

This edition of the “Coleytown Capers” ran for 3 nights. 

Harriet Wolfson Flehinger has memories too.

Her mother, Hortense Wolfson, taught for 25 years, almost from the start.

After retiring she stayed on as a substitute teacher, until she was 80.

Hortense Wolfson’s 3rd grade class, around 1960.

Harriet’s 1st grade Coleytown El teacher was “Miss Barbara.”

“We learned later that we were asked to call her Miss Barbara because her last name was Worms. It was determined that 6-year-olds could not be trusted to call their teacher Miss Worms,” Harriet recalls.

Miss Barbara, with Harriet Wolfson’s 1st grade class.

Her father, Harry Wolfson, was a stage manager in the Coleytown Capers. One year the cast and crew gave him a small award. He kept it for 30 years.

Harriet also remembers noted artist Stevan Dohanos’ mural.

“I thought it was the biggest horse in the world,” she says. “When I envision it in my mind, I still see it from the perspective of a small child.”

Stevan Dohanos’ mural.

In around 3rd grade, Harriet says, every Coleytown student lined up in the auditorium for polio vaccine shots.

That was also the era of air raid drills. Students lined up inside hallways, and crouched down hands on top of their heads. “In retrospect,” Harriet says, “that was laughable.”

Everyone was proud of the school’s innovation: an outside door for every classroom.

During fire drills, students were told, they cold empty the school in less than 2 minutes.

There was a fort out back, on the primary grade playground. Harriet always wanted to play in it, with the boys.

Finally, they let her make mud balls that they threw at each other. “I thought I was really one of the boys,” she says.

Rear view of Coleytown Elementary School, before expansion.

Harriet recalls her teachers’ names: Miss Barbara, Miss Small, Mrs. Capasse, Mrs. Walker, Mrs. Friedman, Mr Amundsen. “Funny I can remember all of them, but not what I ate for lunch yesterday!” she laughs.

As she got older and returned to the school, Harriet was struck by Coleytown’s architecture.

“It seems to fit the lay of the land so well. I’m not so sure about all the extensions. But the original building was so graceful.”

Coleytown Elementary School today …

… and the view from the air.

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Ann Sheffer’s 5th grade teacher, Mr. Donofrio.

Ann Sheffer heads off to Coleytown Elementary School.

Listen Up!

In May, “06880” highlighted the life of Mike Joseph.

After a long career as a  recording engineer, record producer and club designer — he collaborated in Nat King Cole’s Hollywood studio with Natalie Cole, Gladys Knight, Blue Cheer and others — the 1971 Staples High School graduate built a production studio in his Kansas City home. He digitizes vintage analog tapes: concerts, weddings, lectures. And — of course — old music recordings.

Most readers thought “that’s interesting” (or “who cares?”).

Jane Nordli Jessep said, “Wow! I wonder what he can do with my tapes?”

Jane Nordli, back in the day.

For decades, a dozen old reel-to-reel tapes had sat in the 1965 Staples grad’s cabinet.

Years ago, she tried to turn them into CDs. She was told they were all gummed up, unplayable — forget it.

One of the tapes was from her days as a Manhattan School of Music student. “My singing career was very spotty,” she says. “So this meant a lot to me. And it was really a fantastic performance by the entire cast.”

Wondering if she really could revisit the past, she emailed Joseph. He said he might be able to help. He told her how to pack up the tapes, and where to send them.

Mike listened to everything. Some had old family moments, from Jane’s childhood. Another came from her senior year at Staples High School, singing folk songs with then-boyfriend Steve Emmett. (“And generally being silly, young and foolish!” she adds.)

Joseph worked his magic on those tapes — including the conservatory one. He converted them all into great CDs.

Listening to the “new” recording of her 1976 Manhattan School of Music performance of Kurt Weill’s “Street Scene,” Jane says, “I couldn’t believe how wonderful it was, vocally and dramatically.” Several cast members, she notes, went on to important performing careers.

“Thank you for sharing Mike’s story,” Jane says. “Your post ended up generating a wonderful, unexpected delight in one of your reader’s lives.”

“06880”‘s tagline is “where Westport meets the world.” Maybe it should be “the soundtrack of Westport’s life.”

Jane Nordli in “Street Scene,” one of the recordings Mike Joseph resurrected for her.

Food For Thought — Part 2

Alert — and very insightful — “06880” reader Jane Nordli Jessep sends along these thoughts:

As I write this I know many  fellow Westporters are still without power, warmth and light. Even those of us lucky to have only an interruption of electricity experienced a sense of dislocation. It’s unimaginable what others here and throughout our region are dealing with, losing homes and loved ones.

One’s heart is touched by the sense of loss everywhere. And one is inspired by the efforts of members of our community who are in the thick of things helping others. The young woman who organized rooms originally reserved for runners in the NY Marathon for the displaced in New York.

The fellow who is collecting goods for those hit hardest in Staten Island and New Jersey.

The neighbors who reached out a helping hand to neighbors they know only superficially. The people who opened their homes to friends in the dark and cold. The firefighters and police who have been on the job relentlessly. It all makes one feel so grateful.

I also feel a huge sense of gratitude to the town crew and the CL&P workers, including the hundreds from out of state who are here.

Many crews from out of state drove long hours to get here. This one is from New Hampshire.

Anyone who drove around in the aftermath of this storm must have experienced the sense that I did when I saw some of the devastation. It seemed impossible to imagine the clean up could happen in less than 2 weeks, if not more. The tangles and jumbles of trees, wires and downed utility poles on so many streets were truly beyond words.

Yet here I am this bright Sunday after 5 days without power writing this, with a heart full of appreciation and gratitude. I’m not sure who to thank, and I doubt any of those workers will read this message. Yet I know many “thank yous” are in order.

One is reminded that despite some of our foibles as a town, we are at heart a community that can be generous, kind, compassionate and helpful.

NOTE:  Like Jane, many people have asked how to thank everyone who has helped in the aftermath of Hurricane Sandy. I’m not sure; click “Comments” if you know (or have someone to thank). Of course, a gift card to Starbucks or Dunkin’ Donuts for utility workers — and anyone else you can think of — can’t hurt.