Don’t miss this GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY to own a magical spot on the Honeyman Estate at the end of the Vanderbilt Peninsula in Centerport….  Built around 1900 his magical spot is the home of the ORIGINAL carriage house and ORIGINAL barn…  This beautiful opportunity is currently listed at $799K….  Just a couple of driveways away is the right of way to your own private neighborhood beach on Northport Bay where you can kayak or hang out on a beauiful day…..  This is an extraordinary 1 1/2 acres.  Drive thru the gates at the beginning of Mariners Court which leads you to this beautiful street dotted with so many interesting homes…

We are The Winning Team in Real Estate and within the past 6 years sold 4 homes on this street.  This is a WIN WIN for any buyer.  Call/text us for further information at 631-875-3826.   This property is currently listed at $799K

Read the article below for an interesting fact about this property!


GREENLAWN FIREMAN’S FAIR …. SMALL Town USA.. Home of Harborfields High School

The Greenlawn Fireman’s Fair…. Do you remember voting for Miss Rheingold????  My recollection of the Greenlawn Fireman’s Fair was in the mid 50’s.

  That Labor Day was the year that Harborfields School Distric was formed and we were days away from “Centerport Kids” meeting “Greenlawn Kids”…..  It was so exciting that we were going to the fair and seeing the kids that we would eventually graduate from High School with….  It was more than a fair for sure….. It was a soial event that was so much a part of our lives….  It was where you went to spend your money on fun rides, cotton candy, fun games, taking chances on live stock (pigs, chickens, goats)  pets (dogs and cats), you always came home with at least a gold fish where you would throw a ping pong ball in a bowl with water and it would land in a bowl with a gold fish and you would take it home!!!  That was just the beginning….  syou would take it home in a plastic bag… so next morning your mom would have to take you to the pet store where you would get a real bowl, sand for the bottom, little cute things to put in the bowl, and fish food.  And many $ later you would have the whole set up in your room…  Usually the fish didn’t make it thru the week!!!  

But more than a four day event, always beginning with a parade on the Thursday evening before Labor Day, the Greenlawn Fireman’s Fair was our big social event of the year.  We would go there to meet friends after not seeing most of them during the sumer… There was a big thing that always happened at the fireman’s fair.  It was seeing the candidates for “Miss Rheingold” … this was huge!  It was like having Angelina Jolie in your home town!!!  This was a nation wide vote for Miss Rheingold!  They were all pretty girls that were running for the Title of Miss Rheingold!!!!

Once graduating High School we always went to the Greenlawn Fireman’s fair.  As we went to college this was always the place you would come back to meet friends…. As the years passed and you married and had kids, even if you had to travel across the country, people would flock back back to Greenlawn and meet a the Beer Booth….  This was the highlight once over age 18….  Then your kids would bring their kids and the tradition would carry on, and on, and on.  Our Grandsoms have gone to the fair every year!!!  

NOW who wouldn’t want to buy a house in this awesome community???

Looking to move to the area?  Make sure you call Suzanne & Brian Asher, The Winning Team in Real Estate…..  no one knows the area better than we do!!!!

HARBORFIELDS… its beginning in 1956

When my family first moved to Centerport in March 1955 I was in the 7th Grade at the Little Neck School on Little Neck Road in Centerport.  This building now houses the Centerport Methodist Church and Pre School.  This school consisted of two classes for each grade level.  The classes were split up in two different groups of kids….  The kids that lived on the Huntington Beach Side… (across the Mill Dam, not known as “the Presidents Streets” or the Little Neck Peninsula side (or the Vanderbilt area — otherwise known in Real Estate as “the other side”)  …  People have actually called and said “We live in The President’s Streets and just wondering if you have any listings coming up in Centerport on The Other Side)  …  Basically, these two classes remained “segregated” until the new district was formed.

The classes together made up the grades for the school.  It wasn’t until we entered the new school district that was formed when Huntington School District declared that no more would they take kids from Centerport and Greenlawn to enter their school did these two classes mix together along with the kids from Greenlawn which is now known as Harborfields School District.  At the time we started school in then what was called the Taylor Avenue School, (which is the furthest south area closest to Pulaski).HARBOFIELDS TAYLOR AVENUE BUTTON FROM 1955

There was only a 9th grade and an 8th grade coming together in Greenlawn.  It was at the beginning in September 1956  when we all got together and the first BIG assignment was to name the school district.  There were many different names chosen by the social studies classes, but the one that was chosen was Harborfields….  Harbor from Cow Harbor (Centerport Harbor) and Fields from the potato fields in Greenlawn where the school was located.  It was our job to decide many things… the school colors (green and white), the mascot (Tornado – then was the “Taylor Tornadoes” the school ring design, the school alma mater, all the cheers, and every other important thing that makes up a school district!

Here was the Harborfields beginning….

Growing up on Northport Harbor

THOSE WERE THE GOOD OLE DAYS…… (I used to cringe when my parents used this expression)

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 Airlines)….  Beautiful, rural, tranquil, and sitting on a beautiful harbor which was mudflats at low tide…  Yes, back then low tide was mud all across the harbor.  You couldn’t walk on it  (believe me we tried but you would start to sink as if you were in quicksand)…you, of course, couldn’t swim or boat in it, you could just observe it!  But two times a day when the tide was high it was a beautiful paradise with beautiful birds like ducks and geese and it was a great fishing spot.  There were many Mallard Ducks which swam on the harbor (thus the name of our street,  Mallard Cove)…  Sometimes men with “duck blinds” located right where Sea Spray Drive is now….  They would sit with their loaded shotguns till the timing was just right and hunt ducks.  Duck was a food delicacy and these guys at it every night during the duck hunting season.


Beautiful Northport Harbor and beyond – bird island to the bottom left…



Growing up there gave me the opportunity of learning to water ski 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 life to live this carefree style.  Waterskiing was my passion …  As soon as I heard the roar of a boat engine starting I threw on my bathing suit, water skis under my arm and off I went.  Oh, by the way, there were no speed limit restrictions for running a boat on the harbor.  It was fair game, and as fast as you wanted to, you could do it.  We water skied 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 woke us all up that morning… 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 out and piling all the mud in the middle of the harbor 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 and bother us again”…  Their plan failed because Rex loved this little game and kept swimming back for more each time!!!  Af 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 carrying Rex and handing him to my Mom and said she would have to keep the dog hostage until the job was done!

Ahh, these were the days!! Here is where my story begins…




Harborfields Establishments “Way Back Then”….

There were a few Greenlawn establishments back then around the 50’s that we all frequented or at least knew about!!!  Scudder’s (on the corner of Broadway and Gates Street which is currently a little Greek Restaurant, It’s Greek to me!)….  This was a soda fountain where you could purchase coffee, egg creams, magazines, newspapers, penny candy and that kind of stuff…..  The place smelled of cigarettes and coffee.  The teachers of Harborfields met there in the morning before school and sat at the cranky little spinning stools to talk about what was going on for the day drinking their coffee, smoking their cigarettes, and who knows what else!!!

In sharp contrast was the store created by Mrs. Quarry and Mrs. Benson who teamed up during our freshman year at Harborfields to form Greenlawn Variety which we alternately referred to as Quarry’s or Benson’s.  This community-oriented establishment was a type of Five and Dime.  It was largely stationary supplies that we kids needed at school to function, especially for projects.  The adults frequented this place, not only for the convenience of shopping local, but for gaining the “real scoop’ and gossip as to what was going on with their kids at school.  We always wondered how our Mom found out stuff… She had made a specific trip to Quarry’s for this.  Mrs. Quarry’s daughter Nancy attended our school and graduated in my class and she had a younger daughter Ronnie.  We were a very tight community then (and still is in a sense) and we knew everything about everybody!!!  Luckily it was all good, or most all good!  If an event was coming up like Mother’s Day or Christmas, whatever it might be, our Mom’s would go to the store and tell Mrs. Quarry what she wanted and then Mrs. Quarry would “direct” us to something she “thought” our Mom might want……….  We never knew that it had been set up!!!

Then there was Herman Gleet’s Stationary store right down from Quarry’s.  It was dimly lit by a bare light bulb which swung back and forth from the ceiling.  “Mistah Gleet’ whom we thought was old and cantankerous, could be easily provoked into going into a tirade.  We as kids were kind of scared of this “old” man….  he was a little grouchy and you had to get in and get out!!!  So if you wanted a comic book this was the place to go…  But we would drag our parents in with us to “protect” us from Herman!

Growing up on Salem Ridge Drive… Harborfields School District….

The year was 1954…………  Bill and Rita Asher decided that their Cape Cod home in Mineola was too small for their growing family.  Rita had been campaigning for years to move and when she found the perfect house in the perfect location, husband Bill had to agree that it was a good idea.  She found a development in Huntington (it always felt more like Greenlawn) called Salem Ridge which was being developed by a builder named Boris Gertzen.  Gertzen built two styles of homes, split levels and ranches.  Brian’s family bought a split level home which was modified from the standard three bedroom model to a five bedroom model to accommodate Brian, his parents, older brother, younger sister, younger brother and grandmother.  Below is a copy of the Newsday ad for Salem Ridge that Brian’s mother saw to find out about their soon-to-be built home.

SALEM RIDGE DRIVE AD 1 They moved right in and the siblings, 4 of them, all attended the Broadway School (now Harborfields Public Library) …   Brian and Jerry were the oldest two boys who lived in the house in the upstairs and largest bedroom, and the other two siblings are Andrea and Randy.  This soon became the “hub” for the kids from Salem Ridge Drive … soon to be referred to as “The Salem Ridge Gang”.  The family thrived with friends and sports and fun on Salem Ridge.  When you stood at the end of Salem Ridge Drive you could see all the way down the street because there were no tall trees yet and you were able to see the swimming pools being built up and down the street.  At the time there were no fences around the pools so one of the big things at night was to go “Pool Hopping”… that is sneaking into your neighbor’s pools and see just how many you could “hit” in one night!  Another mischievous thing that would happen as they got older and stronger was “borrowing” a small dingy from one neighbor and putting it in their friend’s pool….  I remember hearing about the morning that Bill Asher woke to get ready for work and peeked out the window only to see someone’s dingy floating in his pool…..  Wasn’t happy!

Brian’s best friend, Tom Kubicki, lived at 8 Cherry Lane….  He and Tom soon became inseparable.  They played basketball for the Huntington YMCA Bobcats coached by Mickey Norton and then both went on to star on the Harborfields High School football, basketball and baseball teams.  BUT how did Brian and Tom go between each other’s houses?  There was no Buttercup Lane or Windmill Drive….  On that property was a working farm called Miller’s Farm.  The man who ran the farm was Rolf Walters.  There one could see cows being milked, chicken eggs being gathered, horses being ridden, and cattle being slaughtered!  Playing hide and seek in the barn in the haystacks was a fun activity.  Brian would play basketball at Tom’s house or vice versa and when they walked back home across the farm fields after dark they had to be careful not to step in a “cow pie“… 

Driving down Salem Ridge Drive from Greenlawn Road the “development” ended  at 23 Topsfield Lane and at 41 Salem Ridge Drive.  The next Salem Ridge development was called “Crown Estates” and began at 43 Salem Ridge Drive.  That development started around 1961 and extended all the way around to Renwick Avenue.  The majority of houses built in Crown Estates were very popular spacious ranches or farm ranches with a few colonials here and there.   

MILL POND INN…. Centerport Icon…..


Ah, the Mill Pond Inn in Centerport….  (Now known as the Mill Pond House)

Growing up in Centerport was a highlight…. Happy Days, a new High School in Harborfields, new friends, fun things to do!!!!

Back when my parents first moved to Centerport in 1955, they discovered the Mill Pond Inn… When my Dad was home from his trips they would go here at least 2 times a week and of course always “dragged” me along.  When my Dad would return from a trip (he was a Pan Am Pilot) he couldn’t wait to get back home and have some cocktails and a nice steak dinner at the Mill Pond Inn.  The owner, Jerry Griffin and his wife Irene, lived in an apartment upstairs.  My parents soon became great friends with them… my Dad would always bring him “trinkets” from his overseas travels which he would proudly display in the restaurant.  My parents would “drag” me there and I would eat dinner with them and get driven back home to “study” while they would sit at the Piano Bar and sing the old tunes well into the night…. “Down by the Old Mill Stream”….. “If you knew Susie”… songs like that!

The Mill Pond was our “Home away from Home” … The nicotine was thick on the walls and the dark and cozy atmosphere was inviting to the people who wanted a place to hang out and socialize…

Back in the late 50’s the Mill Dam in Centerport would freeze, allowing a place for us to meet with our friends and drink hot chocolate and skate on the pond.  Mill Pond Inn owner Jerry Griffin set up a spot light on the pond and shovel a little spot for us and light the skating area.  They would build a little fire and provide Hot Chocolate for all the kids.  There we would meet our friends and skate and have a blast!!!  Oh what fun this was!!!  We are so lucky that we grew up here!!!  The memories are unforgetable!!!

This was the BEST place to grow up!!!  How lucky are we!!!!


A Little about the Author……

Let me introduce myself….. 

I am Suzanne (Robertson) Asher, Harborfields FIRST cheerleader and Graduate in the first class of Harborfields High School.  I grew up on Mallard Cove in Centerport.  Here I reminisce about the community in my latest blogs of memories.  My Dad was a Pan American Pilot and moved our family to this little enclave of other pilots (Mallard Cove was almost ALL pilots living in the neighborhood) in the mid 1950’s.  I am passionate about the area we live in!  Along with my husband Brian, who also grew up in the district on Salem Ridge Drive, we are TOP Real Estate Agents for Signature Premier Properties.  I have started writing BLOGS about growing up and living in the area….  Here is are some little stories  that I want to share!!!  Read on…………………


The Asher Brothers…. Two brothers Attending Two Different PUBLIC High Schools…. Huntington & Harborfields!

BLOG Brian and Jerry

The year, 1954, the Asher family moved out to Huntington with great excitement as their four children would have an acre of property and lots of land to play sports…. they built a pool and Asher’s house was soon the hub of the neighborhood kids…

This gave Brian and Jerry, the two oldest Asher siblings,a great opportunity to explode their Athletic talents in their new schools and play sports together!  Well, not so fast!!! 

Is it possible for two brothers to live in the exact same house, share the same bedroom, and attend two different public high schools????  read on……

Brian Asher (the other half of Brian & Suzanne Asher, The Winning Team in Real Estate) has an older brother Jerry, who is two years older.

As it turned out, the Asher family moved to Salem Ridge Drive in Huntington in the mid ’50’s.  They built a beautiful new house on an acre with a pool.  Bill Asher (their Dad) moved the family out from Mineola where he owned two businesses, Asher’s Pharmacy and Asher’s Liquor store across the street.

Brian and Jerry were superb athletes who excelled in every sport they tried!  Both were captains of their football, basketball and baseball teams.

Jerry went to Huntington High School to pave the way for younger brother Brian.  Well, during that time, Huntington School District said that they were getting too crowded and so a new school was formed encompassing Centerport, Greenlawn, and parts of Huntington and a tiny bit of Northport.

Brian had to go to the NEW school, Harborfields.  As years went on, both boys continued to excel not only in their sports but also academically.

During Jerry’s Senior year, and Brian’s Sophomore year, both boys were Captains of their Basketball teams, and they played each other in a game on February 19th, 1959.  Imagine the Ref’s surprise when he introduced Brian Asher to Jerry Asher at half court before the game!!!  Here were two boys from two different Public High Schools, Huntington and Harborfields, competing in the same sports and playing in the same game… AGAINST each other!!!  And living not only in the same house but sharing the same bedroom!!!  How amazing is that!!!

Both brothers went on to attend competing Ivy League Colleges as well, Jerry attending Princeton and Cornell for his Law Degree and Brian attending Harvard then Cornell for his MBA!

Here are the brothers in their football Jerseys… OK it isn’t their basketball digs, but hey, you get the idea!!!!