Barrier free main floor bedroom with queen size bed and other furniture. Larger shared bathroom is just across the hallway and no other bedroom on this level. Convenient to Great Room, screen porch and deck. All have lake views! Come hang out!
Great home with space and comfort. Great Lake views from all levels. Close to all lake activities, restaurants and shopping.
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Hi! Call me 'Syl' for short! I'm Marko's Grannie and was born in 1912. As a city girl, I learned very early in life, if you wanted something, you had to work hard and go after it. Nothing was free and no one was surely going to give it to you!
My father, a banker, died when I was a young teen. Times were hard. I had to quit school and went to work at a cookie factory to provide for my mother and two younger brothers. We survived. I never finished school, but I always read a lot.....and you know 'what?' Life got better!
In the '40's and '50's, my husband, children and I rented 'Oak Point' every July from my distant relations. The original 1918 cape cod cottage was about 700 sq ft. Tree trunks had been used as the cottage's foundation. There was a dirt floor basement that had a bat or two it in every once in awhile. The kitchen consisted of a 4 foot sink which had a hand pump in order to get fresh water from a shallow 20 foot well. There was no inside bathroom, no electric, no heater....only a cast iron stove in the eating area. The cottage had three 9x9 bedrooms upstairs. Again, no bathrooms...only the 'przybudówka (out house) out back. And, every 3 days, we had to go for a 2 hour row boat ride to get a block of ice for the icebox. THAT WAS 'lake livin'' on Oak Point and it was the bestest fun ever!
In the early 1960's, I heard my relatives were in tax rears and the cottage was going to be auctioned at the county sheriff's department. I said to my husband, lets buy it! My husband said sure but couldn't take any time off work to drive me for the auction....and me, being a 'city girl', I never learned to drive a (URL HIDDEN) need to.
Guess what! In a matter of a few weeks, I took driving lessons, got my driver's license and bought a (URL HIDDEN) I could go to the auction!
The day of the auction had come. My stomach was in knots. I couldn't even finish my breakfast, a cup of coffee. My husband had given me a limit of what I could spend and no more than that. Of course, it had to be a dark, rainy, cold Spring morning. I was ready! I had my boots on. Scarf on. Gloves on. READY!
My drive to Elkhorn, Wisconsin, seemed to take hours and hours. That's because it took many hours! I was kinda driving slow. Especially wth all my stops to check the map and convince myself to keep driving! I heard many car horns that day. I knew I was driving slower than the speed limit but I was getting there...thats all that mattered in my mind. So, when I heard the horns and saw the mean faces of other drivers, I simply waved with a quick left hand off the steering wheel and thought....if you only knew where I was going...I was driving to get my dream!
Got there! The auction started right away. Oh my goodness! No time for a sip of water! It was me and a real estate man fighting for the same property. I bit my lip and was ready to be the 'tough cookie' my mother always said I needed to be to get what I wanted in life. After a few minutes of bids going back and forth....I heard the auctioner yell, 'SOLD TO THE LADY!' What? I was in a daze and didn't even remember how much I agreed to pay. When I saw the deed with my husband and my name on it, I cried....I was overwhelmed. THEN, I saw I paid $1,000 more than what my husband said to pay.....I cried even more....but, the tears were something different! I drove home and was excited to share the news. He was excited until he found out I had paid more than he wanted to spend. A $1000 more to be exact! He was very mad and he didn't talk to me for a week! But he later confessed I had done the right thing.
So, that's the story, kiddo. I haven't driven a car since that day. I gave the new Buick to my son.
In the mid 1960's we remodeled the cottage. We added a 16x20 kitchen off the back of the cottage. Had central heat installed, electric and a bathroom.....yes, a bathroom inside!
Being at Oak Point with family and friends was my dream.....and, 'WOW! I did it!'
Later on, my husband passed and this 'city girl' traded in her pearls and heels for a full time life at the lake.
As time has gone on, the family has gotten bigger and we've out grown the old cottage. So, after 20 years of planning, we have another dream...a new dream.
Thanks for reading. Oh, by the way....I'm 91 years old in the above picture. I can't believe my grandson put my picture on this. I asked him, 'Who wants to see a picture of an old lady?' ha! Marko responded, "Nothing like Old World Charm."