|West Shore Entrance and Mail Box Row.|
|Getting the mail during the summer was an adventure. We would walk along the back road. Stop at the spring and take a swallow. Look for deer in the shadows of the scrub maple and oak.|
Here's where the west shore road begins. It was a dirt road. Then a shale road. Now a gray gravel road. There use to be a couple of old big trees where the West Shore Drive sign is now. Everyone nailed up a name sign. You could hardly see the tree for the names. Kossen. Sterns. Menotte. Saaf. McCormack. Davids. Teeter. McCleary. Olsen. Cooke. Stevenson. Mooring. Robins. Belcher.
|Remember the row of mail boxes at the head end? Most tilted one way or another. Each unique. A P.O. Box number to mark the owner. A good old standard US postal office issue metal mail boxes along Rural Route #1. How we loved to open the hinged cover of your very own mailbox!|