|Lee's and my Cottage at the Lake|
Dad bought a cottage there back in the 40s (before I was born), and our family spent their summers there every year. We had a small runabout speedboat for skiing and fishing gear and a dingy as well. Family and friends were a constant and I have so many fond memories of dancing and singing and great potlucks. I had an uncle who loved to fish, and he would take me to the dock and we'd fish all the while talking about life....I was allowed to ask him anything. When Dad retired, we sold our place in town and moved to the Lake, and that's where I grew up. Dad lived there until the day he died.
|Dad and Mom with Friends and Fam|
In our front yard, there lived a family of Mallard ducks that would nest every year under a tree near the road. There were a mess of small crickets living under that tree, so the ducks were in hog-heaven there. We wouldn't cut the grass for several days in the Spring so the ducklings could get old enough. Then the adults just would pick up and move everyone across the street to another site near the boatdocks. Guess they ate their fill of crickets.
|Vince Katie an Doug at the Lake|