People stop by

Seems like every time I walk on the property someone stops by. To ask questions. To reminisce.  I never stayed at Wood's so I'm learning what it was like.  Usually they had stayed at Wood's Lodge many years ago and want to see what it looks like now.  Many know it's been closed and are happy to hear that plans are in the works.

People have lots of memories from the main porch of the Lodge.  There are a few steps from the porch down to the lake.  Families would take pictures there each year as their children grew up.

 A ping pong table right next to the street got a lot of use.  People mention that there was always someone playing.

There was also a "ring game."  You sit on the porch balcony and grab a string with a metal ring attached.  The game was to swing the ring to catch an "s" hook on the wall.  The greater number you got in a row, the bigger winner you were.  The wall is rubbed where the ring used to hit the wall.  The "s" hook is gone, as is the string and ring.

Marty Korn

Barry Gregson came over to look at the trees.  We had been considering buying some land near his house on Charley Hill Road and talked to him a few times.  He and I were at Marty Korn's 80th birthday celebration (great party) just down the road.  Barry's chairs are unique, extraordinarily comfortable, and made out of local wood.  As we walked around, he explained what he saw on the outside and how that would make the wood act and look like on the inside.

This one, in particular, had many branches so there will be lots of knots, and visually appealing.

Absolutely fascinating - it's a subject about which I knew nothing.  He found some trees he may be able to use parts of but the wood will have to completely dry out for a couple of years before he can work with it.

Nathan with Naomi 2005

Had to go home to Rockville for a week and am looking forward to coming back up to Schroon this week.  We're finally moving out of the apartment on Main Street that we have been renting for over seven years.  Hard to believe it's been that long.  It was the last place I saw, and hugged, my father Ron, and my son Nathan. The memory stays with me but loosing that connection will make the move a bit hard. 

Leon is ready to GO!

When I play ball with Leon in the Grove, I think about how much Nathan would have loved being there with us.  He was crazy about dogs and would be impressed with Leon's prowess.