If these walls could talk. If these walls could talk, they would tell you quite a tale. They would tell you of their long journey from the 1850s to today. This journey is one of love, hospitality, welcoming energy and celebration. They would sing of the days when they surrounded and warmed weary travelers on their way to the Berkshires and beyond. They would speak of their gratitude of hosting summer visits from Teddy Roosevelt, who exclaimed this magical place to be one of his favorites. These walls held some if his prize trophies from his many hunting and fishing trips around the world, sent personally to Willet Brown and his wife, the owners of the day. These walls screamed with fun and excitement through the roaring twenties and the days of prohibition. They whisper the names of mobsters like Legs Diamond and his underworld friends, hiding out, playing cards and having drinks. These walls laugh with excitement and cheer as soldiers coming home from World War II, said their I Dos to their waiting sweethearts in front of the fieldstone fireplace, by the hundreds. The walls of this bastion of celebration shook in the 1940s as they played host to The NBC Saturday Morning Radio Show, with big band legends like Glenn Miller, Tommy and Jimmy Dorsey, Benny Goodman and many more, taking the stage. The floors that felt the amazing energy of this very special era, are the same floors that are danced on today. You can feel it. In the 1950s, these walls welcomed Liz Taylor and Richard Burton, who while filming in New York, would fly to Crooked Lake in a Sea Plane, eagerly received and hidden from the inquisitive community by then owner and host extrodinaire, Mr. Al Coon and his wife Theresa. Coonsie, as he was called by the locals, would hide them in a room upstairs, feed them and provide the booze for their secret getaways. They kept coming for a while because Coonsie kept it quiet. Liz later wrote in her memoirs of her fond days at Crooked Lake. If these walls could talk.... These walls overlooked the sunny summer days, as people traveled here for their day at the beach with lovers and family. Blankets on the expansive lawn and swimming in the clear warm waters of this fountain of youthful memories. In the 1960s, these walls played host to countless dignitaries and young political upstarts on their way to their amazing and sometimes tragic destinies. Young John Kennedy was one. These walls took on blazing bullets in the 1970s, when State Troopers were tipped off to a planned heist and murder. Bullets flew across the lake after one of the famous winter carnivals held every year. A few locals were planning to rob Al Coon of the carnival proceeds, tie him up and burn down the building. Thankfully the tip prevented their plan, but not before bullets flew and a manhunt captured the freezing perpetrators. These are but a few of the countless stories of these sacred walls. This place has seen it all and we could not be more in love with this incredible property. When you enter these doors, you will feel the radiance of beautiful energy surrounding you and whispering, welcome, you are my guest. If you listen very carefully, you will also hear them say, thank you for becoming a story in my walls. Have a great day!
Posted on: Thu, 23 Oct 2014 14:51:38 +0000
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