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Camp Transportation–

Published on by Kathy Baker

Campers had several ways of getting to Camp Maqua, which included the bus that left from the Bay City YWCA or their parent’s vehicles. Once the girls arrived at camp, there was always a necessity to have a camp vehicle to provide transportation to and from overnight outings, emergency trips to the doctor or hospital, trips to church and shopping for supplies for camp.

The notes and minutes from ledgers at the YWCA discussed trucks as early as April 1, 1932. The camp committe had the decision whether to pay a flat rate to the YMCA or hire a truck and that summer they hired a truck on a mileage basis.

May 10, 1935, there was a mention in the minutes that read; “Balcer Brothers Bus Company has agreed to furnish busses for our campers at twenty-seven dollars a trip from Bay City to Camp Maqua.” Members of the camp committee, Mrs. Ramsey and Mrs. Hewitt were given the job of interviewing automobile dealers to secure a loan of a car for the camp season. The result was Mrs. Stegall of Packard Cars made sure Mrs. Ramsey’s car was in good condition and she loaned it to camp, even after two members investigated the loan of a car from a local dealer.

In 1936, the camp committee again discussed a camp car and Mrs. Hewitt suggested a station wagon, which was needed and could be purchased cheaper in the spring. “It is especially needed for transporting the girls to and from church on Sundays,” she said. Minutes in March stated there was still no decision, so the old car was sent to the factory “to be put in first class condition”.

By 1937, a station wagon was to be purchased for $500 in Detroit, “if a satisfactory finance can be worked out”, stated a committee member in the minutes, who also suggested the old camp car be sold for whatever money it could bring, and the March minutes verified the financing was agreed upon and the car was sold.

No mentions of vehicles were made until May 21, 1943, when the first item of business was to repair the station wagon, presumably the one purchased in 1937. “Work on the motor of the wagon has been done by the Travelers Garage at a cost of $68.05. After trying several places to get the woodwork put in good condition, Mrs. Macaulay finally took it to Saginaw to the Wienecke Company. Mr. Wienecke has promised to do a good job on it, the cost around $22. This will consist of almost an entirely new top and woodwork,” the report stated.

In 1945, ideas were discussed by the committee on how best to come up with money for a new station wagon. (Borrow from the finance committee, raise money through teas, bridge parties or food sales, some other money making project or something with the Community Chest, of which the YWCA was a member.)

On October 13, 1953, the minutes stated a station wagon had been offered to camp by Mr. Harry Richard.

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Families Who Felt Like Camp Was Theirs—The William Evans Family

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Delphine Evans was hired as the director for Camp Maqua for the summer of 1976 and was in the unique postion of directing with her two children Melinda and Billy living on the premises. Her husband William, a lawyer with the state, managed to drive up on weekends and help out with camp duties, while doing his own legal work in between. Delphine wrote;

“After accepting the position, we agreed that my children could go to camp with me and that instead of hiring 3 kitchen aides, I would hire
four and they would rotate between working in kitchen and watching the children.  (I would reimburse the “Y” for the salary of one of the kitchen aides)”

“The kids and I lived in the lodge and that seemed to work quite well.  I could be part of the evening activities and the after hours staff gatherings without worrying about the kids.  I remember the staff as being a hard working cohesive group with no major conflicts or issues-rare among camp staffs!”

“My first session at camp has been one of the most enjoyable ones I have ever spent as a director. Who will ever forget our 1950’s party and all the great costumes? Then the fourth of July brought us parades, campfires and Chris as the Maqua monster. All the campers up here were happy and excited about camp and I really hope to see all of you next week, or if not, then back next summer”, wrote Delphine in the “Loon”.

Billy and Melinda were interviewed the summer they stayed at camp and were featured in a copy of the “Loon” in 1976, presumably to Mary Toburen, who was the assistant at that time. What a wonderful summer the two siblings must have had, enjoying camp with the other kids!

Under the heading “Infirmary” Melinda dictated, “ First we came and moved in and then we went to see what the waterfront looked like. Next we looked at the lodge and everything else at camp. Then we had to go home again with Daddy. When we came back the staff was already here and the campers were going to be coming soon. Our first day we went swimming and got into area two. After the campers came, we started doing lots of things—like arts and crafts and playing all different kinds of games. The four kitchen aides are our babysitters and we have lots of fun every day. I think that camp is really good.”

Billy’s interview was just as delightful—“First we came up, then we looked around camp and we decided to go to the lodge. Then we went home for five days before coming back. On Sunday, the campers came and we played games. The next day camp started. We started doing all kinds of stuff, like arts and crafts and swimming. We had a big bonfire on the fourth of July. The people left to go canoeing and biking. We get to sing songs and have toasts at every meal. Our babysitters are Mary, Mo, Judy and Sue. They are K.A.’s.”

 

 

 

 

Families Who Felt Like Camp Was Theirs–The Batschke Family

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Just as the Williams’ sisters felt like camp was their private playground during pre-camp and pos-campt season, so did Kaye Batschke and her sister Patricia. Their grandparent’s cottage was on Loon Lake, just a few doors down from the Williams’ cottage that stood beside the fence line of Camp Maqua. Her aunt and uncle, grandparents and her own family took turns using the cottage and every third week they would be up on Loon Lake with their families.

*It was the mid fifties, and although I was never a camper there, I was able to watch the fun at camp and when the camp was closed, our parents would let us roam and get out of their hair. We had a little more freedom as kids back then,” said Kaye. “We would run around, take the trails, explore, and even check into the cabins. Sometimes we would use the raft and the dock. Every once in a while the caretaker would chase us off.”

Around this time, the movie “The Parent Trap” was playing in the theatres. “The bunk beds and the cabins always reminded me of that movie. We would pretend we were in that movie. I can remember going into an old house with twig furniture and it had stairs and we played in there one time. (Dutton?) My sister was two years younger than me and Sharon and Denise Williams were around the same age, so we would all play together,” she said.

“I was only in the lodge one time, I think. I was ten or eleven and we were running around playing and I stepped in a ground nest or hive and was stung, so my Mom took me up to the nurse at the camp. She looked at it and rubbed some Calamine lotion on the stings, but told my Mom to watch for a reaction. There were no hospitals close by during that time.”

Born in 1952, she played on the property from the age of five until she turned thirteen, when her parents bought acreage and a hunting cabin. It disappointed her greatly not to have the lake and camp to enjoy, where she had learned to water ski and had been such a great part of her growing up years. “Had I stayed on Loon Lake, I think I would have stayed in a cabin for a sleepover,” she said.

Kaye’s parents, Frank and Ruth Batschke were from Bay City and her mother-in-law, June Harris had worked at the “Y” in the early forties. Her Mom also donated money for a camp scholarship, repaying what someone had done for her years ago.

 

Families Who Felt Camp Was Theirs–The Emmett Williams Family

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In 1957 Emmet and Florence Williams made the decision to search for a summer place within a reasonable distance from their Detroit home. They discovered their dream property that year, close to two national forests and an easy three-hour drive for their two daughters Denise and Sharon, who were two and five at the time.

The shell of the summer house was already built, with knotty pine inside, just waiting for installation. Ira Schofield had developed the property, known as Palisades Park, on Hillsdale Avenue, bordering Loon Lake. Emmet, his father and uncle built the first rustic home with a water heater under the sink. Florence remembered boiling water for hot baths.

The last of the knotty pine was taken down in 1986, and the old stove was removed when the family needed extra space. Emmet retired in 1986 and the renovation on the original home was completed in 1987 with heat, insulation, larger closets and an extra bath.

“We loved it,” said Florence. “My husband worked nights and my parents lived in Ohio. We spent three weekends up north and one weekend a month in Ohio. We had no car and no phone.”

Florence recalled the fence between their property and the camp, which stood about 6-7 feet and was of natural wood. The fence stood on the property line and was installed when the camp worried that boys would move in next door to the girls camp. “We could not see over the fence, but from our dock daughters Sharon and Denise learned to swim different strokes, kayak and canoe just from watching the instructors at camp!”

“There were five stations and two L-shaped docks with two rafts. Sharon and I would watch the girls with their instructors in the canoes or playing Marco Polo from our dock,” said Denise.

The Williams’ family could always hear the singing from the campers and counselors as they ate or sat around the campfire, but on rainy days songs could be heard with stomping feet and clapping hands with the children’s voices from the lodge. “We always enjoyed all the activities from our home and it was never too loud or annoying,” said Florence. “It always appeared to be a very well-run camp until the late seventies and it just wasn’t the same with the boys there.”

“The boys would come over from Camp Mahn-go-tah-see on a giant Viking ship, calling to the girls,” she laughed. “The counselors would act nonchalant, but they probably wished for them to leave.”

One day Denise was babysitting at her home and she spotted a huge albino skunk eating baby food out of a jar in the yard that had been left out. There had been reports that the same skunk had been spotted in camp by counselors and campers alike. Denise loved living next to Maqua, but she loved it more when they left and she could ride the horses up to Chapel Hill and walk around the property. “We knew every path like the back of our hands,” she said. “Mr. Watson, who took care of the property used to call us “My girl” and we called him “My man”.

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Families Who Felt Like Camp Was Theirs–Marilyn Watson

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Marilyn, (daughter of Marney, granddaughter of William and Alma Watson) was eight or nine years old when her grandparents took over the care and maintenance of Maqua. “It was a super playground that we enjoyed at the end of summer in late August,” she said. “We used the canoes, rowboats, and swam out off the docks to the raft. We stayed in the lodge and the kids used the bunk beds in the bedrooms that faced the lake. Grandpa taught us to fish. He would throw down the anchor and we would fish Loon Lake. I have such fond childhood memories of all that.”

“We would ride in the old truck down the rutted roads with our grandfather and talk. He taught me to take the steep hills walking by taking three steps and inhaling and three steps and exhaling, so I wouldn’t run out of breath. While he was taking care of the buildings, we would help him move the mattresses and store them in two metal buildings, and take the garbage to Durham farm to feed to the pigs. The truck was a big old truck that was dark with old wood panels. He was really excited when he got a new truck. I think the sides rolled up on that old truck,” said Marilyn.

“We would do our own thing. If I was visiting, I would just tag along. I remember the homes all along the lakefront and when we got a motorboat, we would visit friends on the north end of the lake. There were loons on the lake and we were always aware of them.”

“My folks came down to stay with me in the winter, if they weren’t house sitting for people in Hale,” she said.

 

Families Who Felt Like Camp Was Theirs–Marney Watson

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INTERVIEW WITH MARNEY WATSON 

Sister of Stewart Watson and daughter of William and Alma Watson

“My folks made a trip to California after my father retired as a carpenter and when he returned to Bay City in 1951 or 1952, he applied for the job as caretaker of Maqua and they hired him,” said Marney. “That started an adventure for our family for the next sixteen years. As far as I know, they had never hired caretakers, but they felt like they needed them. My Dad was the kind of man who loved to surprise his employers with whatever he was working on, so they could see how well it could be done. It would be his glory to do a great job and it was the way he approached every job.”

“My parents would start in the early spring and we would help them with the big jobs, even though they always told us they didn’t need any help. My sister and brother and all our kids would help with the cleaning. If the varnish was fading, my Dad would scrape the whole floor and re-varnish. He loved to surprise the counselors. He worked so hard.”

“In the fall we would empty the cabins and the mattresses were stored in two metal lined buildings, where we would pile them up to the ceiling so the critters wouldn’t get into them,” she said. “ We didn’t like to see them doing all the work by themselves, so we told them if we can bring our three kids up and stay in the lodge, then we would help them. We would stay there for two weeks and get the camp all closed up.”

“They were good kids and were close in age, so they never squabbled and were content to play outside. In the evenings, we would light a fire in the big fireplace and sing songs, play games, and roast marshmallows. We played the ribbon game, but I guess you have never heard of that.”

“Sometimes my Mom made homemade cinnamon rolls. My sister and I would dream up a hunt for the kids with a prize at the end. We went ahead and tied the cinnamon rolls in a cloth with a knot and the end result was the cinnamon rolls were the prize. We mostly worked, but we had fun, too,” said ninety-five year old Marney. “It was a special place.”

“My Mom made the curtains, cleaned the cupboards, varnished and painted and she was never the one to be idle. She put the woman’s touch on the camp. My husband was an electrician, so he helped with that. My brother built the fountain and my Dad was good with carpentry and all that needed to be fixed.”

“My daughter Marilyn and her cousins would take and sit in a rowboat on the water for hours. They spent time fishing and all were big fishermen. Back then they caught mostly Trout, but back in Maqua time, the Walleye were thick. These years I think the Walleye are fished out.”

“We loved swimming and so did our children. They had learned at the state park because we lived by the bay here, but the found new strokes at Maqua. They loved walking through the woods. We would look for trilliums, wild violets and wild raspberries. “

“I always thought the wealthier kids were the ones that went to Camp Maqua, but I know there were many from Ohio. There were no inland lakes in Ohio, so many of the counselors came up to Maqua. I know my Mom and Dad heard from counselors year after year. On the weekends of registration, they would plan a cookout and have home cooking with things like fried potatoes,” said Marney. “They always tried to do nice things for the counselors.”

Marney remembered Dutton was the place the director would stay and there was an outhouse with a path from Dutton. Her parents would stay in the lodge until the holidays, living in kitchen with the rest of the house basically closed off. She remembered buying them an electric blanket, but the roads were not good, especially in the spring when they turned muddy, so the Watsons would have to stay with Marney.

Marney’s sister Eleanor and her husband created “Deer Acres” and nephew Roger sold it to a pharmacist. The figures were carved by Eleanor.