They say you can't go home again. But I have always been able to call up the images of the hometown of my childhood by merely closing my eyes. I'd go home in my mind.

I lived there from 1940 to 1962 and once I was old enough, and pedaled safe enough, was allowed free range through my neighborhood, and then Saugatuck and finally downtown and beyond. My bike was a clumsy street bike, and I stood on the pedals and panted my way up the "steep steep hills" as I remembered them!

My husband and I moved away from town as he followed his educational opportunities and then his career. We returned for visits to my family and his (his mother passed away in 1996) and we watched the changes and photographed them with each visit.

  
 
 
  This year, 2004, we returned for a 50th High School reunion. In preparation, I put together all the snapshots I'd taken through the years of the town and then, once there, rephotographed from the same spots. This web site, then, depicts Westport as it was, and as it is now.
Clicking on the old photos in each section will reveal the new.