My parents bought this place in 1979. A small fishing cabin, short on charm but big on family fun.
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view from the lake |
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view from the lake |
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view from the road - it looks like all car port from here! |
We spent countless weekends and summers out here as kids - swimming, catching frogs, playing Olympics, learning to water ski, playing baseball, fishing, playing excessively loud games of PIT... So many memories.
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This is my favorite random porch picture because it shows exactly what I remember about the cabin - family, fun, laughter, and love. That's me in the middle with the blonde braids, holding my baby cousin, Leigh. |
In the 80s, my grandpa put on a second story so we had even more space for family fun...
But after we all grew up, the house just kind of sat there, and accumulated stuff. I'm not kidding. See photographic evidence below. Every time a relative passed away, the stuff no one wanted to get rid of went here. It basically became a glorified storage unit with a dock and lake access. :-)
Until now...
After over 20 years away from the area, I've come back with my own kids to make new memories. We are converting the cabin to an actual house with actual heat/air and updated electricity and plumbing and windows that close all the way... the whole nine.
And I can't wait to give my kids a taste of the Creek Life. For good.
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1984: from left: my older brother Jason, my younger brother Joel, and me, holding my little sister, Kara |
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2018: my kids: from left: Caleb, Abby, Eli |
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The Plans
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