Keith E. Wilkerson

Gristmill below the spring-fed millpond swimming area
It is my understanding that the millpond and the gristmill was
built by Trudy's father. The date of the construction is unknown,
but speculated at around 1890. The pond is fed by a huge spring
that produces many thousands of gallons per hour. As a result,
the temperature of the water remains around 60 degrees, even
during the blazing
I'm not sure when Mr. Bounds first grasp the idea of declaring
his pond to be a recreational site, but I would speculate that
many young boys helped him with the concept. From inception
through the 1980's,
The swimming area was divided into three sections by floats
attached to ropes. A shallow children's area was situated near
the millrace. A second rope was designed to keep swimmers from
venturing into the upper, undeveloped, section of the lake. The
main section comprised the balance and included a thick oak
diving board and a raft.
The raft was approximately 10 feet square with floatation
provided by four fifty-five gallon steel drums. A long bamboo
pole was normally provided to propel the raft about the lake.
More often, all of the passengers would sit on one side of the
raft and kick their legs to power the craft. A common raft
dwellers sport was a King of the Hill contest whereas the
winner was the only party who didnt get tossed into the
lake.
A lifeguard was always on duty and you could rest assured that he was a highly qualified swimmer. I once heard that a part of the qualification was to swim the length of the lake, underwater, which was no small task.
Miss Trudy's standards were always high and she had no problem showing you the way out if you didn't conduct yourself in a suitable manner.
I've never spoken to anyone who doesn't remember a trip to
-
Keith Wilkerson

Catherine
Lowery, Vannah Merrill, Tommie and Bobbie Siebels Circa
1950

Bobbie Siebels
playing in the lake, circa 1946.
Left:
A dressing room or bathroom located on the dam. A sign is posted
on the corner of the building that reads:
Center:
Note the sandy hill on the opposite side of the lake. A steel
cable was strung above the lake at this point. You could climb
this incline and slide down the cable suspended by a pulley. The
object was to let go above the deep water and make a big splash.
Right:
Bobby obviously enjoying himself. Sadly, he contracted Leukemia
and died in 1950.
(Many thanks to
Marsha Doll for these photos)
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In October of 2003, I revisited

The millpond is now very shallow and filled with moss. Old diving board is still there on the right. Concrete millrace is visible on the lower left.

Sand beach is almost gone. Picnic pavilion, site of many happy family reunions, remains on right.

The old office /concession store. I bet the floor is still wet and sandy from the thousands of little dripping feet that ran inside to buy candy bars and cold soft drinks. Woman's dressing room is on left. Men's dressing room has collapsed.

Camera peeks inside the window of the old store. Note the soft drink refrigerator on right, but not the one that I remember. On back wall is a sign that reminds us of a different time. Beside it is an old soft drink advertising thermometer and a similar advertising mirror. Plastic beach floats are piled around the room. In my day, old automobile inner tubes were available for a small fee.

Another window shot. Note stock shelves on left and glass candy case on right at end of the counter.

The dressing rooms

Interior of dressing rooms

The Grist Mill

Mill viewed from the rear. Water wheel remains intact but the wooden millrace has collapsed.

North side of the mill

The old gear
reduction and flat belt drive (pulley visible on right)

Peeking between the cracks - Mill Interior

Interior

The old scales used to calculate the tare weight fee for grinding corn or wheat. The miller was normally paid with a percentage of the grind. Note the old stoneware pitcher on the lower right.
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Please contact me at the supplied address. Very little has been
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