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The Jumping Jack, to this day I remember going by boat with my family for ice cream and standing on those docks looking at all of the paper plate/container trash in the lake! Interesting memories! Imagine if the new bridge did not displace and that commercial property and it was still there, and then the sand bar ![]() Be well |
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Funny, we used to call it Matts maggot mart!
He always whore I white apron around his pot belly like a butcher, I think he may have even sold meat back then. He was also a great guy! As we got into our early teens he would would sell us beer, smokes and M80's then we would go back to the little islands, sand bar, into the lagoon by the radio tower for some fun, then back to the cottage, dad had no idea, if he did, this message would never exist, precious! |
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