When I was a kid, my family occasionally visited our Atlanta relatives at their summer place on Lake Rabun in the mountains of north Georgia. After I was old enough (maybe 10?), I got to take the train from Charlotte to Toccoa where my aunt Florrie would pick me up for the drive back to Lakemont. When I think back to my childhood, those are some of my fondest memories.
Fastforward sixty years and, thanks to Facebook, I was able to reconnect with my cousin Helen. When she learned that I was going to be in Georgia, Helen invited my sister, Ena, and me up to Lakemont following the Serenbe weekend to get reacquainted with her and her two sisters, Allie and Florrie.
So, here’s Allie, Helen and Florrie as I remember them.
And here they are, all grown up.
So, after the drive through Atlanta traffic…
…and arriving at…
…the first order of business was to go on a tour of the lake.
Now I know why none of my cousins has ever come west to visit. Who would ever want to leave this place?
Ena brought along some old family photos for poring over.
Another excursion was to see the house I visited as a boy. It has been in the family for decades and was owned by my great uncle Sam and great aunt Allie. It’s still in the family so we got to take a look around. But first a stop for gas and a souvenir hat at Hall’s Boat House which is almost as old as the lake.
Back to Helen, Florrie and Allie’s place for the next adventure, a hike to Minnehaha Falls.
What a great two days! Allie, Helen and Florrie are each bright, engaging, talented women that have led interesting lives. The kind of people that, even if we weren’t related, would be fun to have as friends.
Their mom was famous for saying, “What’s your problem? Oh well, too bad.” So Florrie memorialized the quote in a plaque on which people can list their problem.
What’s your problem?
We have to go.
Oh well, too bad!