Mom S. Jason S. Julie G & Rob S. - The time Dad kicked the ladder
This story might need a little help if someone remembers it better but this story came from Dad directly. Back when the cottage was being built Dad was up there alone working on the roof. Those of you who don't know, Dad & Mom built the cabin themselves (with a wee little help from us kids or at least we were there when they were building it.) Anyways, so Dad is finishing up the roof and puts the final nail in the plywood and as he goes to climb down the ladder realizes at some point he had somehow managed to kick the ladder down to the ground and he was stranded up on the roof. This was the pre-cell phone era so he couldn't call for help and the deck had not yet been built that he could just get down with a short jump. He told us he was thinking about jumping into a nearby pine tree before he realized he could just as easily take a piece of plywood back out and just make the shorter jump back into the inside of the cabin.
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Ezra S. - Its A Bass Story
It was a warm August day, 2009. Hodge had already taken the row boat onto Baitenger Lake, The beautiful body of water that was just steps from his cherished land...aka Lake Hodge. Nick Miller, Andy Scullin and I were looking to fish as well that day, that exact time actually. The three of us hopped into the paddle boat and made our way out, keeping a safe distance from Hodge. God knows how upset he might be if we disrupted the fish. Anyway, approximately an hour down the line, we see Hodge pulling in something of reasonable size. So we paddle towards him, and get about 100 feet from his boat to get a closer look. Reminding you that Hodge was a little hard of hearing, I yell "What do you got there, Hodge?!"... "What?!" he reply's...So I yell again, "What is it?!"..."It's A Bass!" Hodge yells as he's taking it off the hook. All three of us just staring at him (for he was a master at his work). "How big is it?!" I yell... Hodge looks towards our boat and yells "What?!". I repeated "How big is it!?!"...Hodge reply's again "What!?" finally, all three of us make one last synchronized attempt at the Question "HOW BIG IS IT!!!?" we screamed...Hodge looks at us, looks at the bass, looks back at us one last time and yells..."It's a Bass!"
This story might need a little help if someone remembers it better but this story came from Dad directly. Back when the cottage was being built Dad was up there alone working on the roof. Those of you who don't know, Dad & Mom built the cabin themselves (with a wee little help from us kids or at least we were there when they were building it.) Anyways, so Dad is finishing up the roof and puts the final nail in the plywood and as he goes to climb down the ladder realizes at some point he had somehow managed to kick the ladder down to the ground and he was stranded up on the roof. This was the pre-cell phone era so he couldn't call for help and the deck had not yet been built that he could just get down with a short jump. He told us he was thinking about jumping into a nearby pine tree before he realized he could just as easily take a piece of plywood back out and just make the shorter jump back into the inside of the cabin.
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Ezra S. - Its A Bass Story
It was a warm August day, 2009. Hodge had already taken the row boat onto Baitenger Lake, The beautiful body of water that was just steps from his cherished land...aka Lake Hodge. Nick Miller, Andy Scullin and I were looking to fish as well that day, that exact time actually. The three of us hopped into the paddle boat and made our way out, keeping a safe distance from Hodge. God knows how upset he might be if we disrupted the fish. Anyway, approximately an hour down the line, we see Hodge pulling in something of reasonable size. So we paddle towards him, and get about 100 feet from his boat to get a closer look. Reminding you that Hodge was a little hard of hearing, I yell "What do you got there, Hodge?!"... "What?!" he reply's...So I yell again, "What is it?!"..."It's A Bass!" Hodge yells as he's taking it off the hook. All three of us just staring at him (for he was a master at his work). "How big is it?!" I yell... Hodge looks towards our boat and yells "What?!". I repeated "How big is it!?!"...Hodge reply's again "What!?" finally, all three of us make one last synchronized attempt at the Question "HOW BIG IS IT!!!?" we screamed...Hodge looks at us, looks at the bass, looks back at us one last time and yells..."It's a Bass!"
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