I used to live off of Kinderhook Lake when I was 10 years old. It was a time in my life that I take great pleasure in remembering. I remember waking up in the morning to mom's cooking in the house we lived in. My mother would cook a full breakfast before we went out to play. Back then I did not have to keep a job. I spent the whole day at play. We had an oak row boat that we used to row across Kinderhook Lake in the heat of the summer. In the winter we would Ice Skate on the lake playing Hockey.
I lived just across and off to the right of the old Lake Shore House. It was an alcove full of seaweed that we would try and clean out so it would be easier to get our boat into shore. I remember swimming in the lake with my grandfather and the time when our family with cousins from Paris France came over and we had a party that lasted for a few weeks.
My Uncle Bill would entertain the family with his guitar playing. It was a great time in my life. My Uncle Bill and my Dad are long deceased. So are most of my Aunts and Uncles. I sometimes go to Kinderhook and remember when I was for a short time a Boyscout in the FireHouse that was next to Sals Market. We would have a Bottle drive to collect money. I miss that very much and for much of my life that is one town I can't forget.
When I came back from California after spending 10 years out there, the first place I had to go was to Kinderhook. My brothers knew the Jansens, Hasbrooks, Lang and Heinz family. I remember attending the fair in the summer. It was in Chatham and seeing my brother lose in a Demo Derby. I used to have a friend his name was Jay Spinner, I also knew a George Rothermel, Edson Fonsbee, Tom Turley and Neil Bonnicar (spelling?). I also knew Janet Davidson, her father was a principal at the Martin H. Glynn School. I went there from 1959 to 1965.
When we moved away was the saddest day of my life. I have a great love for your town and to think of it today sometimes brings tears to my eyes. I now live in Ballston Spa, New York and work for the State. But as I sit in my office I cannot help but think of the old days back in Kinderhook.
| Sun, 15 Feb 1998
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