Quiet Time to Remember a Friend
June 26th, 2010Quiet obviously, I am not much of a blogger. When I first started this blog, I figured I would find time to add to it every week or so all summer long. That hasn’t happened. Lately, I haven’t been adding to it every month. I think about it once in a while but, for one reason or another, it doesn’t happen.
Spring time is a busy time around the resort and this has been a particularly busy spring. We build the new Laundry/Housekeeping facility this year and I still don’t have the inside done or even fininshed the staining on the outside. Weather has been a factor in staining the outside since we are using an oil based stain and it’s been raining so often lately. The forecast for next week looks drier so I’m hoping to get that done.
The new building is a tremendous improvement in functionality and appearance. We have moved the washer and dryer into it and it’s far more comfortable and clean to work in. All of our housekeeping supplies are there now and they are easier to store, easier to find and safe from the chipmunks and other creatures that inhabited the old building.
Reservations have been a little slower than last year but we have still been busy. More people are calling as the summer progresses and it looks like fall will be great. Still, there are lots of folks out there without jobs and running out of unemployment benefits. This recovery is going to take a long time as we all adjust to a different kind of economy.
I have been avoiding the subject I referred to in the title. Two weeks ago, I learned that a long time guest and wonderful friend passed away. Kevin’s family has been coming to the resort for 16 of the past 18 years we have been here and they will be back again this year. But not with Kevin. Two years ago he was diagnosed with a serious brain cancer and operations, radiation and chemo were not able to control it.
Tomorrow his family is having a celebration of Kevin’s life. He loved his family, his music and his fishing. Family was most important. Each year Kevin, wonderful wife, Darlene and his two kids, Jesse and Kelly, his brothers, his Mom and Dad, sometimes his sisters and lots of nephews and nieces would take three or four and once all of our cabins and it was a most wonderful week for them and for us here at the resort. It was so good to see such a large family sharing and caring for each other.
They were a musical family. Kevin and his brothers played Blue Grass music and played a lot while at the resort. One year they even put on a concert for us. Just before it was supposed to start a fast moving thunder storm broke over the trees behind us and everyone scrambled to get the sound system and all the instruments safe inside. After it was over, a tremendous double rainbow appeared that had us all in awe and snapping pictures. Then the boys all looked at each other and said let’s do it anyway, pulled every thing out of the cabins and played until dark. My father was here with his video camera and we have a wonderful video of them playing, slapping mosquitoes and singing until they couldn’t see anymore.
And then Kevin loved to fish. He had a few favorite spots around the lake where they would sit and anchor with their minnows and catch northern and bass and an ocassional dog fish. They had a big contest each year with trophies that Kevin brought and each year, a new name was added for the family member with the biggest fish. They alway argued over whether or not a three pound bass should be worth more that a three pound northern so we had to develope a scale based on the largest fish of each species. The daily big fish leader had to wear a yellow hat to signify his/her temporary leadership. More than once the guys were out fishing on Saturday morning trying to win the hat while the wives were left to pack the cars. Kevin won the trophy a couple of times if I remember right.
Last fall, Kevin and Dar and Kevin’s brother Rich and wife Angie made one last trip to the resort. Kevin didn’t fish much on that trip. He spent a lot of time just watching the lake and listening to his music. Seemed like he knew it was his last trip up north.
So here it is, a quiet Saturday night and I’m sitting out on our deck thinking about a good friend who won’t be here again. His family is gathering tomorrow to celebrate his life. Thanks, Kevin, for sharing part of your time with us here. We are richer for it.




