NORTHPORT HARBOR........ A Fond Memory.....

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Real Estate Agent with Signature Properties of Huntington

NORTHPORT HARBOR, Long Island, New York..... A fond memory.....

Here is where my story begins........

I grew up on Northport harbor but on the beautiful shores of the Centerport side ....  My Mom and Dad found a little enclave of pilots  in Centerport in the late 50's..... (my Dad was a pilot for Pan American)...  Beautiful, rural, tranquil, and sitting on a beautiful harbor which was mud flats at low tide... Yes, back then, low tide was mud all across the harbor... you couldn't walk on it, you of course couldn't swim or boat in it, you could just observe it!!! Observe the mallard ducks swimming, and sometimes men with "duck blinds" would sit and wait around the area where Sea Spray Drive is now, with their loaded shotguns till the timing was just right and hunt ducks...  Duck was a food delicacy and these guys ate it every night during the duck hunting season!   ......... 

Growing up there gave me the opportunity of learning to waterski daily (When it was high tide)  from the early spring after school, weekends, and the whole summer long, into those warm days of fall....  What a wonderful experience!  It was my passion!  As soon as I heard the roar of a boat engine starting I threw on my bathing suit, water skiis under my arm, and off I went!!!  Oh by the way, there were no restrictions for running a boat on the harbor.  It was fair game, and as fast as you wanted to, you could do it!!!  We waterskiied traversing the harbor from Northport to Centerport and back and forth...... It was pure bliss and a great way for a kid to spend the afternoons and weekends.... carefree like a kid should be, and having fun!!!

 In around 1959 one morning we woke to the sounds of roaring engines in the harbor, it was loud and we had no idea what it was............  It was the engines of a dredge that was clearing out the harbor.  They decided to make deep waterways so that boats could come in and out of the harbor even at low tide....

Have you heard of BIRD ISLAND in Northport Harbor?  Bird Island at that moment was being created.  The dredges worked day in and day out digging and piling the mud up in the middle of the harbor and creating what then became Bird Island....  During the transition my dog Rex was banned from the beach....  Why you ask?  Because as soon as he heard the sound of the engines starting to roar, he would run right down to the beach and swim out to see what was going on....  That was fine but it was distracting to the captain and mates of the dredge boat.  One day they thought, "let's teach this dog a lesson.  Let's get him in the bucket and drop him out over the water!  He'll never come back!!!"  well, that was totally the opposite......  He loved being dropped and would swim back for more.  At first the guys on the boat LOVED the fun of this, but realizing that this just wasn't going to get their job done, a few days later they walked up to my house and told my Mom that she would have to keep the dog inside until their job was done!!!

Ah, these were the days....... Here is where my story begins...........

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