Letters from Camp-3

My Mother loved dance from the moment she could walk. Her Mother was so insistant Anneliese have lessons even though  money was short, she offered to do secretarial work in exchange.  The teacher was so pleased with Anneliese’s progress at her age, that when she moved, she insisted Anneliese take over the direction of her Read More …

Letters from Camp 2

The curve in the road is Eagle Bay.  You will miss the sign, “Big Moose Lake- 5 Miles” , if you drive the posted thirty miles an hour.  Take the turn to the left, go two winding miles, and you are at Moss Lake, where the Girls’ Camp used to be; families from all over Read More …

Letters from Camp(1)

I read books out loud every summer around the campfire, or in the “Imp” (the name of our summer cabin in the woods).  “A Girl of the Limberlost” by Gene Stratton Porter gave her name to Elnora’s Loft, when we built the bedroom above the master bedroom for Annalisa.  The planks laid above the great Read More …