I spent every summer in my youth and into adult years at Camp Kahquah, a short ways from our beloved little town of Magnetawan. Born with the gift of music, I would attend Junes Restaurant in the evenings by way of a pontoon boat that we traversed Lake Ahmic and into town for sundaes. June had a son who played the fiddle. He and I (on the piano) used to entertain those in attendance. Fun times never to return, but memories of these times remain forever embedded in my soul. Rest easy June. You are SORELY missed❤️
