Jeez, the Midway. Ed Beechler and his son Eddie. Dad would go there for the daily "beer & a shot" and I'd get a Sundrop from the pop machine in the game room. After Dad had his brew we'd grab a dozen crawlers from Ed and head back to the water.

Speaking of Cedar Lodge, if I remember correctly the Daley brothers ran it. One year there was a turtle head nailed to a tree.

They had a regular customer named "Stash" if I remember. Retired Chicago cop. Stash had a beautiful Lund boat that was absolutely beaten to Hell. He'd head out in the morning with a 12-pack and some Bourbon. Mid-afternoon one of the Daley boys would say "gotta go get Stash" and head down to where Stash was asleep in his boat bumping up against the dam.

We're staying at the Fort this Summer. Man, what memories. It truly is a magical place.