'Cardinal Charlie' Gill writes a nostalgic weekly column for the Dowagiac Daily News about growing up in the Grand Old City.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007 9:15 AM EST
"The last time I saw the late Dr. John Smith was at one of the Beckwith plays. We sat next to each other in the front row. He told me he had something to give me which I might find interesting. He said it contained a lot about the old Polk resort at Magician Lake years back. Dr. Smith was one of my article readers and my wife and I, on our daily walks, used to stop and chat with the dentist when he was out in the yard. Also, when Peg had her business, he was one of her clients, and we used to sit in his yard to watch the fireworks.
I had almost forgotten what he told me at the
theater, but upon returning home one day there was a big envelope stuck inside
our screen door. It contained 19 pages of real interest to me. It
was the memoirs of Harrison Miles, who was a cousin of Arthur (Artie) and
Valerie (Val) Polk (Dr. Smith's first wife). He said he, Valerie and Artie were buddies when they
were growing up.
I remember Art and Valerie at DHS back in 1946-47. The
kids' father, old Arthur Polk, had a resort and some cottages in the days the
kids were growing up.
Harrison tells of the nine or more outhouses that
had to be moved every few years. New holes dug, old holes covered - not a
pleasant job. Harrison wrote of a joke about corn cobs. You needed three
of them. One red for the first wipe. Second, a white one to see if you needed a
third red one.
The cottages had no running water and lighting was done
with kerosene or gasoline lamps. Cooking was on kerosene or wood
stoves. He said the water table was just a few feet down. Artie could get
a well down in an hour. Back then, you could drink the water from these
non-polluted shallow wells.
They used to have a fleet of 16 or more
wooden rowboats to rent and for the cottages. One of the boats was 60
years old. One of the chores was tarring and painting them. They used mule hide
tar to seal the seams and painted them bright orange with lead paint. An
old hired hand helped them and the old geezer cussed like crazy. He said they
picked this up and it didn't impress his mother.
There was a boat house
where they could float the old 1917 launch right into the building. The
second floor was large and dances were held there. Up above was an attic with
lots of old radios and other antiques. The boat house was built around
1915-1920.