I miss seeing deer grazing between the pines, sometimes up to 10 or 12 in the last rays of late-afternoon sunshine, calm and laid back while knowing there was a no-shooting zone. People would drive around that road just to watch the deer. More and more, trees have been chopped down, and you hardly ever see a deer anymore.
The Reilly Lake and surroundings have been blocked off for years. Kids used to enjoy the little play park there, and many fishermen spent hours at the lake, which was full of fish, some very big. It was a joy to feed the Canadian geese that flew in every spring to have their young. They would run toward you eyeing the bag of bread. I miss them dearly.
The old NCO Club and Officers Club have been empty for years, and I can still hear the music coming from there and taste the good food that was served by candlelight at a reasonable price. It’s hard to forget those good, old memories.