3rd Generation Being Passed On To The Fourth...
My dad first learned about the lake when he was nine. He used to leave Dorchester (Ma.) with his parents and travel to North Station. They'd then travel to Weirs Beach via train (they didn't have a car).
From there they'd walk into Meredith (with their luggage in tow) looking for a place to rent for the week.
To make a long story short, because he fell in love with Winni, he promised himself he'd eventually have a place somewhere out on the islands.
He bought our place on Bear in 1973.
His six kids, six grandkids (and one very unhappy cat) all learned to swim in Lake Winnipesaukee's waters.
And all of us (it's safe to say), would have no problem at all calling Lake Winnipesaukee our favorite place on earth.
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Dream out loud.
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