Dreams Of Forest Lodge

For me…. Music is sooo important….

will never forget dancing in Northern Wisconsin…near our summer house….at a bar…the “Triangle”…(I think)…

the  intersection of 3 country roads…cocooned by   the dark  Chequamegon Forest…….. in the middle of nowhere…

just surrounded by lakes and Good People….back in the 60’s when they had a “polka night”….once a week

many of the local people were of German, Polish, Scandinavian descent…..

the local boys aimed for my older sister Daidie who had been a  polished East Coast Debutante….but she let her lacquered upswept hair down in the woods of the Mid-West….

and  Lord was she a knock out…just gorgeous!!!!

one of Aunt Mimi’s gardeners..Don…. from Forest Lodge  with his parents use to attend this evening  ….

Gosh he was soo Attractive….and when he swept Daidie up and danced off like something from the “King And I” ….

WAS I………Super Jealous……

I mean I use to lie in the morning sun…..

on the outbank grass  of the bowling green toward the lake

and watch him mow the pitch…..he was an Adonis….and Soo Midwestern sweet and kind…..he had the nicest parents…..his Mom…Helen…. was a server  at Forest Lodge….I loved her…..as she was so wonderful….yes you serve food from the left  and pick up their  plates from the right…..

To understand the beauty Don once had….if you are over 40…just look in the mirror….and at a  picture of you taken when you were 20 years younger…..

but focus on Your eyes….

and you will Still see the Beauty that has Never Left you!!