For a Catholic family that spent the summer at Clark Lake, attending Sunday mass at the white clapboard St. Rita Chapel near Kentucky Point was as much a part of being at the Lake as swimming, water skiing, sailing or going to the Beach Bar, the Tap Room, or Star...
My first memory of Clark Lake was approximately 1953 or 1954. Our family rented Bud Morrow’s log cabin on Pleasant View Drive. As a 9-year old kid from Toledo, Clark Lake was heaven. The trees were enormous and the lake was pristine and seemingly endless. It...
As I read the stories of Clark Lake residents, I note many anecdotes which dovetail with my own memories. My first conscious memory of the lake begins in the water, lying on a board, learning to paddle with my hands, no fear only the joy of the moment with family...
Note- As a child, who hasn’t had to deal with the fear of something–snake, ghost or bear–lurking behind a closet door or under a bed ready to strike and “get” you? In Laurice’s case, it was a bear that followed her into adulthood. ...
I learned to swim at Clark Lake when I was 4 years old. Our first cottage was a log cabin a few door east of the Pleasant View Hotel. I’ll never forget our neighbor, Bobby Sheely who forced me to learn to swim by holding me under water for a long time. It scared me,...
“Tales from the Naked Lake” It was a Sunday in January, 1979 when we were winding down for the night, getting ready for school the next day. A fire crackled in the fireplace, creating a cozy glow against the glistening blanket of snow outside our window. A...
Our family has been at Clark Lake since 1949 when my Great Uncle Bob and Aunt Ada Hamilton discovered how fun it was to catch fish here. He used to catch huge Northern Pike and save their jaws as trophies by attaching them to the basement door. As kids when we saw...
In 1956 and 1957, after moving to the west side of Eagle Point, I began to spend more time with Butch Fish and Jim Swain. At that time, Butch lived just up the road, between our cottage and the Hotel; and Jim lived about eight cottages the other direction, along...
Breathe easy. Yes, I have many stories I could tell as I’ve been a bartender at the Beach Bar at Clark Lake since May, 1986. However, I’ll tell my own Clark Lake story. It was not just any day in May, it was Thursday of Memorial Day weekend that I received...
My connection to Clark Lake began in the summer of 1962. I was raised on a farm in Lenawee County and the family business of dairy and beef cattle required a vast amount of hay to keep the creatures content during the winter. Putting up hay in the hot July and...
My earliest memories of Clark Lake were circa summer 1928 when I was two years old. My mother took me to the main pier at Eagle Point every afternoon. There was a 25-foot slide, a twirling fun merry-go-round, bowling alley and dance hall with live bands every...
It was one of those mornings…You know the kind I’m talking about. It’s August, the sun is starting to get high, there is mist coming up from the super calm water. You might be wearing shorts or a bathing suit, but definitively it’s a sweatshirt...
