My family had a place in Melvin Village, just south of the old Wawbeek, from 1945 to 2012. So I spent every summer from birth (1961) until the day before the property changed hands (10/8/12) right there.
As kids, my cousin (same age) and I would spend hours harvesting mussels from the sands around our dock, then making hand lines to lure and catch hornpout from under the dock using the mussels. When we had any decent-sized ones, our grandmother would cook them up for us for breakfast. Over the years, the same held true for and yellow perch or smallmouth bass we would land. We'd spend hours snorkeling along the shore, pulling up rocks to find crayfish, helgremites, leeches, and countless other creatures.
The attached photo is from '66 or '67.
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