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From: Joel Sanoff
Date: 22 Mar 2002
What's truly amazing to me is that I spent only two weeks at Lapidus (guests of an aunt and uncle) in the summer of 1961 yet I remember it vividly 41 years later.
In my mind are memories of playing "Johnny on the pony," playing poker for real money for the first time, of some African-American singer doing "My Yiddishe Mama" at some event. I remember the movie theatre and an ice cream store nearby. But the only name I remember is that of 'Nadine.' Nothing at all happened, and she probably didn't know I existed, but this then-14 year old boy found her incredibly cute, which is probably why I remember her today!
I also remember the summer of '69, when I was walking the 12 miles from my car to the Woodstock Festival, and passed right through White Lake and saw the Lapidus sign. At the time, the eight years that had passed since my visit seemed like an eternity.