My Aunt Pat and Uncle Pete took me there a few summers in the late ’50s. I had my first “paying” gig there (people threw money when I finished) playing air guitar to Hound Dog. The reason we switched to Sugar Maples when the water in the pool turned green. I was performing in East Durham one weekend about 30 years ago. All that is left are the foundations of the buildings. It must have been some fire.
I’ve explored this property. I lived down the road at the time, and found this place fascinating, that fire myst have been excruciatingly bad, I think it started in the kitchen.
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Kevin MI Westley
My Aunt Pat and Uncle Pete took me there a few summers in the late ’50s. I had my first “paying” gig there (people threw money when I finished) playing air guitar to Hound Dog. The reason we switched to Sugar Maples when the water in the pool turned green. I was performing in East Durham one weekend about 30 years ago. All that is left are the foundations of the buildings. It must have been some fire.
Jeannette Grose
I’ve explored this property. I lived down the road at the time, and found this place fascinating, that fire myst have been excruciatingly bad, I think it started in the kitchen.
Kevin MI Westley
The last year we went, the water in the pool was green due to negligence. Went to Sugar Maples after that. Had my first manicotti there.
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