It’s 4:30 am and I’m up thinking about the blog post I never wrote. The one where I tell myself that I want to produce quality content and give you the best I can. The reality is my life is hectic. Really hectic. The kind where my eyes pop open in the middle of the night…recalling…that I didn’t do this & that …kind of hectic. Maybe it’s an age thing but maybe it’s just really all the things….
My husband and I have been keeping a bit of a secret (well not really to the folks we see regularly). A couple of years ago after the passing of our sweet, strong, feisty Grandmother Frances at the gorgeous age of 95- the family Camp -that had been in the family since 1930 -was on the market. We had been given the opportunity to buy it before it was placed on the market, but didn’t take the family up at that time. A few months after Camp was on the market someone put an offer in. That Autumn while on a weekend trip to Cooperstown, NY – Den turned to me and said “It’s really going to be sad when we can’t go to Camp any more.” That’s when I told him that Camp had sold. He was stunned. The thought of Camp (Camp is a term folks in the Adirondacks use for a second small vacation cottage) not being in the family just didn’t feel right. That’s when the cell phone calls started to fly- which was frustrating when the cell service is terrible in the mountains (1st world problems😜🤣). The contract was in our Aunt’s hands about to be sent back to the attorney when ( I’ll say) Divine Intervention (thank you Jesus- your timing is always perfect!) stepped in. We were able to purchase Camp off of Grandma’s estate. It was terrifying and exciting all at the same time!
The property that camp sits on was purchased in 1930 by Great Grandmother Ethel and her husband- Harm Phillips -an architect by trade. They purchased 6 lots in total before the valley was flooded to make the Great Sacandaga Lake in New York. They were concerned about flooding so they started to build on the lots further from the water. The first structure to go up was the garage. By now, the Great Depression was in full effect and sadly Grandma Ethel’s husband passed. That’s why they had to forgo the large house planned for the property & convert the garage into a lakeside cabin. By the way, DeGraff family… if I have some of this wrong please send me a DM and I’ll make the corrections.
After a couple of years of ownership, we decided to renovate Camp. Although the lots on the water are no longer in the family, we felt it would still be worth while to update Camp and make it year round instead of seasonal.
I haven’t shown the progress because we wanted to show Camp to Aunt Mary and Uncle Arthur as a surprise. Aunt Mary still lives not far from Camp and has spent the most time here. We were able to share it with them a week or so ago. Family is so very important to us.
Our hope for Camp DeGraff is to build upon the generations who have sought solace & relaxation under the shade of these pines overlooking the Great Sacandaga lake. We also hope to inspire you for your own home or summer cottage.
Welcome to Camp DeGraff!