Our family would vacation at HQ Lodge in the 1950’s. My father’s uncle was George Hasse and he either owned or had an interest in the Lodge. I recall the launches and the abundance of bugs in the summer months. George was also the Justice of the Peace for Garrison. George lived with his partner Betty in a house a couple hundred yards south of HQ. It was not unusual to find George and a couple of county deputies having coffee in the kitchen. I’m not certain about what George did for a living. I do know he bought and sold used construction equipment. He and my father Howard developed the Snith Lake area, carving out lots to be sold for buyers to build summer homes on. He had a huge pole barn behind his house where he kept his equipment. He and my father had a used furniture store in Deerwood. George Hasse was a big man, 6′ 4″, maybe 275, a big laugh and a big heart. He always drove Caddies. Mike Plocher, Beaverton, Oregon
My dad was Joe Sherrard. He was the brother of Henry and Sherman. Henry (Uncle Hank) owned the Headquarters Lodge. My dad got his Culinary Arts Master Chef’s degree from Cornell and in 1959 we moved to Hawaii where dad ran the Culinary Arts program at University of Hawaii, Hilo campus for the next 30 years. Henry came for a visit one summer. Dad used to talk about his time working for Hank at Headquarters Lodge. There was one story where Sherman took the launch out with a bunch of passengers and got caught in a terrible storm. Dad and Hank went out in another boat to go rescue them.
Billy Sherrard
My mom n dad n I would go there every summer. I remember captain Henry, the main cook was an Indian guy named Joe. Helen worked the bar, we used to play horseshoes with her son. N I had the biggest crush on Kathy sherrard. Thanks for all the great memories memories loved it, Paul Erickson
Paul, Henry was my great uncle. He was a wonderful man. Your post reminds me of the stories my family used to tell. Thank you for the trip down memory lane.
I lived and worked at Headquarters in the fall of 1970. I remember the faces but only a few names. Hank and Sherman. Another brother up from Florida. Joe, I think his name might’ve been, from Pine Center.
Robert, Sherman was my grandfather. Unfortunately, neither he nor the brothers are with us any longer. They were wonderful men that taught us the value of hard work, customer service, salesmanship, and integrity. You were at Headquarters several years before I was born. I wish I could have enjoyed it as you and so many others have. Unfortunately like my grandfather and his brothers all that remains is a memory.
Our family would vacation at HQ Lodge in the 1950’s. My father’s uncle was George Hasse and he either owned or had an interest in the Lodge. I recall the launches and the abundance of bugs in the summer months. George was also the Justice of the Peace for Garrison. George lived with his partner Betty in a house a couple hundred yards south of HQ. It was not unusual to find George and a couple of county deputies having coffee in the kitchen. I’m not certain about what George did for a living. I do know he bought and sold used construction equipment. He and my father Howard developed the Snith Lake area, carving out lots to be sold for buyers to build summer homes on. He had a huge pole barn behind his house where he kept his equipment. He and my father had a used furniture store in Deerwood. George Hasse was a big man, 6′ 4″, maybe 275, a big laugh and a big heart. He always drove Caddies. Mike Plocher, Beaverton, Oregon
My dad was Joe Sherrard. He was the brother of Henry and Sherman. Henry (Uncle Hank) owned the Headquarters Lodge. My dad got his Culinary Arts Master Chef’s degree from Cornell and in 1959 we moved to Hawaii where dad ran the Culinary Arts program at University of Hawaii, Hilo campus for the next 30 years. Henry came for a visit one summer. Dad used to talk about his time working for Hank at Headquarters Lodge. There was one story where Sherman took the launch out with a bunch of passengers and got caught in a terrible storm. Dad and Hank went out in another boat to go rescue them.
Billy Sherrard
My mom n dad n I would go there every summer. I remember captain Henry, the main cook was an Indian guy named Joe. Helen worked the bar, we used to play horseshoes with her son. N I had the biggest crush on Kathy sherrard. Thanks for all the great memories memories loved it, Paul Erickson
Paul, Henry was my great uncle. He was a wonderful man. Your post reminds me of the stories my family used to tell. Thank you for the trip down memory lane.
thank you for the postcard
I lived and worked at Headquarters in the fall of 1970. I remember the faces but only a few names. Hank and Sherman. Another brother up from Florida. Joe, I think his name might’ve been, from Pine Center.
Robert, Sherman was my grandfather. Unfortunately, neither he nor the brothers are with us any longer. They were wonderful men that taught us the value of hard work, customer service, salesmanship, and integrity. You were at Headquarters several years before I was born. I wish I could have enjoyed it as you and so many others have. Unfortunately like my grandfather and his brothers all that remains is a memory.