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Spooner, Wisconsin

Ah....yes, picture the peace and tranquility of the north woods. If you have been there, you will never forget it. If you haven't, you owe it to yourself to go. The air smells better, the stars are brighter, the water is clearer, you sleep better. Everything is relaxed and easy if you let yourself go. The natives call it God's Country, and if you open your senses to all that is there, you will have to agree that there is no better place to relax and find peace in yourself, and in all that God made for us to enjoy. In a spiritual sense there is really something special there.

Please join me in reminiscing.

I want to tell you about our experiences in Spooner, and the wonderful "Grandma and Grandpa" that adopted us. This is a true story, and is written by me, in tribute to Bob and Bezetta, (now deceased).

My husband and I started going to Spooner in 1965, after a friend's invitation to join his family there, and meet this wonderful older couple they knew. We were to stay in the "upper" quarters of the house that this couple lived in. Well, of course we had no way of knowing that this was actually the upstairs of this couple's home, and quite open to all. Because of this arrangement, we became quite good friends before our week was up.

We shared the bathroom, kitchen, and the other living quarters. The only thing private was the bedrooms. At first we were to do our own cooking, but that soon gave way to sharing, and we cooked and ate together. You couldn't help but love Bob and Zet, they were so kind and full of fun, and one could feel that they loved us too.

Their property was on Spooner Lake, and we spent countless hours fishing. We fished during the day, and then later we would go to town, do chores, play cards, and just relax... and laugh a lot, and then at night we would fish again for bullheads. We would go down to the pier with lanterns and citronella rubbed all over us (for the mosquitoes), and catch tons of bullheads. Later Bob would clean them, and they were breakfast for the following day. In no time at all it seemed we knew each other well. We were in our late 20's, early 30's, and they were retired, and in their 70's, from Indiana, and spent their summers in Spooner. They were such sweet people. We hated to leave when our week was up, but made plans to return the following year, and that was the first of many good times spent together.

Through the next few years, we went there often. Some years we went 3 or 4 times, whenever we could get away. They were always there, always welcomed us with love, and a place to stay.

Then we went one year, and their place was owned by someone else! We shocked! Where were they? What happened? Where they dead or alive? We went and talked to some of their friends, and found out that they had been offered a fantastic amount of money for their property, and took it. They had over 1000 acres of lakefront land, and it was worth a great deal.

We were glad for them, as it was a lot of work, especially for older people, but we sorely missed them, and our vacation was not the same that year. We never had their address or phone, nor did they have ours. We all expected just to be there, in Spooner each year.

The following year we discussed if we even wanted to go back, and decided to go. We knew things were different, but it still was a wonderful place to go for a vacation. We had bought a large boat that year, and took it with us.

After we were there for a couple of days, we took the boat and went to another lake to fish. That was called Spring Brook, and the largemouth bass were plentiful if you knew how to catch them. My husband had developed a special knack of being able to catch his share, so naturally that became his favorite lake. It was spring fed, the water was clear and clean, you could swim, fish, and boat all at one place. There was even a beautiful sandy beach to picnic on, or just relax.

We anchored down just off the beach. We had decided to take a rest, and guess what? Bob and Zet came along. Oh what a happy reunion that was! The long and short of it was, they couldn't stay away from Spooner either and had bought another property. They had a wonderful new place. Less land for them to take care of, but still plenty of lakefront. They were closer to the lake, so it wasn't so far for them to walk, and it had a lovely side by side 2 family home on the property.

They wanted to buy a mobile home and put it there on a permanent basis also. We were overjoyed. We had not only found "our family" but they were making plans that included us. They had never doubted that we would find each other again.

We went 3 times that year, to help them. We cleaned the seaweed out of the water around the pier, and sturdied it up. We helped them pick out their mobile home, cut brush, and did all sorts of things. We also fished, and laughed, and did all the fun things too. It was a great source of accomplishment to be able to help them.

I must add here, that we did not take a free ride so to say! Oh we could have, but we always gave them a bit of financial help. After all, it was a two way street. One hand, turned the other!

The following year, we had our baby boy, and he went with us on his first of many vacations to Spooner. Oh, they just adored him. They thought he was the best in the world. They started a college fund for him, and made other plans for him also. They didn't have any children or grandchildren of their own so it seemed very natural.

Another year, they invited us to come to Indiana to spend Thanksgiving with them. By then, we knew their siblings, and it was a grand time had by all of us. We started not to go because a major snow storm had developed, but when we called to tell them, they pleaded with us to come anyway, so we did. It was a safe, happy trip.

We continued to go to Spooner 2-3 times each year, and they were getting older and older, but very loving, and still a lot of fun. We did everything together, (well almost), and always had a wonderful time. We fished, and ate together, shopped together, laughed, played cards, what ever came to mind. We always looked forward to going each time, and they were just as happy to see us.

One year I had surgery on both of my feet, and they told me to come up there for my healing period. I did go, and was there for about 2 weeks. They did almost everything for me, as it was difficult for me to get around. It was a wonderful thing for them to do, and I was truly grateful to them for it. They really helped me a lot!

We continued to go thru the 70's, and then one time as we pulled away, I had such a feeling of doom...Zet was waving goodbye, and as I waved back and looked at her, I knew, I just knew, I would never see her again! 

Sure enough, we got word that winter after the funeral, that she had passed away. Bob never came back again. His sisters sold the property, and the last we heard was that Bob was so grief stricken, he withdrew into himself and wouldn't talk to anyone. Shortly thereafter, he passed on too.

We did continue to go to Spooner for several more years. We stayed in a cabin, and still had lots of fun, and there were plenty of things to do, but it just wasn't the same with them gone, so in the early 80's we stopped going. That was hard too, because we had spent so much time there for so many years. We knew a lot of people and had made some good friend's, but it was just different.

Of course, there were many other times I could talk about, but I think you get the idea of it all. 

At this point, I would like to honor these wonderful people by writing the toast which Bob taught me when we first met, almost 35 years ago. I have learned through the years, that it is more truth than poetry.

I do not know where he got it from, or who the author might be, but if you recognize it as yours, please email me and I will give you the credit you deserve. It is a wonderful toast.

Here goes.....for Bob and Zet, may you rest in peace!

© 9-1999...........by Bunny

Here's to a pal, a friend of mine

Who oft times thought true blue,

Who likes me for what I am

And not for what I do.

Faery friends you may find oft times

You'll find them here and about,

But give me a pal I can depend on

When I'm all in, down and out.

and as Bob always said

"and that's more truth than poetry"

Author Unknown

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