Adele and I visited in 2010 and interviewed Mabel Schnare. We swam across the cove after borrowing without permission a boat from the boat house. The first two days it was so cold we went to The Deck for warm soup. We explored the house and found old cattle pamphlets in half closet on second floor outlooking Mahone Bay.
In 2011 I stayed at the Century House, a B & B with Mieke and David proprietors. I kayaked out to Tancook Island and made it back for breakfast. I kayaked to my island and Mabel’s son toured me around the homes that had been built on my property. We found the old bare-bones ruins of old house but not the well that Adele and I found when I was 13. Bob and Mary Lefevre, John Eaton and I visited Peter and Sherri Eaton and their sons Ben and Angus and shared fine whiskey. Another summer I picnicked with Peter and Sherri on the swim dock.
In 2013 I stayed in Grampa’s room after tasty dinner on the verandah with owner Hazal Havill, her daughter, son-in-law, and grandson. Her husband Stan died the previous Thanksgiving. The next morning I was treated to a magical boat ride passing all the islands, Chester, and other familiar landmarks. I also visited Connie (Gates) Leblanc and her husband Brent as well as Mabel Schnare who lives next to two of her sons.
Dad told me that he hopes when he is gone, the Trust will pay for a gathering of Mom and his children and grandchildren where they can celebrate family and the outdoors. Grampa would approve.
Deep Cove remains the place of my heart. I am full of gratitude for his magic.
In 2011 I stayed at the Century House, a B & B with Mieke and David proprietors. I kayaked out to Tancook Island and made it back for breakfast. I kayaked to my island and Mabel’s son toured me around the homes that had been built on my property. We found the old bare-bones ruins of old house but not the well that Adele and I found when I was 13. Bob and Mary Lefevre, John Eaton and I visited Peter and Sherri Eaton and their sons Ben and Angus and shared fine whiskey. Another summer I picnicked with Peter and Sherri on the swim dock.
In 2013 I stayed in Grampa’s room after tasty dinner on the verandah with owner Hazal Havill, her daughter, son-in-law, and grandson. Her husband Stan died the previous Thanksgiving. The next morning I was treated to a magical boat ride passing all the islands, Chester, and other familiar landmarks. I also visited Connie (Gates) Leblanc and her husband Brent as well as Mabel Schnare who lives next to two of her sons.
Dad told me that he hopes when he is gone, the Trust will pay for a gathering of Mom and his children and grandchildren where they can celebrate family and the outdoors. Grampa would approve.
Deep Cove remains the place of my heart. I am full of gratitude for his magic.