Milly was the daughter of Nathaniel & Catherine (Whalen) Brown.
Milly's father bought the piece of land that she wanted. She built her own house with very little help, and cleared the land for a campground. During the day she had worked in several different places. The shoe shops, Post Office had a Concession Stand at the State Beach.
Everyone in town knew her.
She was less than 5 ft. tall, rode around in a small truck, with roadrunners on her door, complete with a Model T horn.
She was the owner of Milly's Campground in Salisbury, Ma. It was old fashioned and very homey, different from other campgrounds. Bathrooms were kept very clean. Each stall had a small sink in it, showers were large, plenty of room to get dressed. Also, an large old fashioned sink in the yard, where anyone could get water, or wash their clothes. Another sink was down back. She liked to tell about the time when Liberace was playing at the State Beach, and his troupe were staying at the campground, they used to dye their dogs different colors in the sink.
Her rules were very simple.
If your campfire was too high, actions spoke louder than words. She just drove over there in her small pickup, and dumped a bucket of water on it!
If you did not like animals, there were no campsites available, even if the campground was only 1/4 full, the rest were suddenly reserved?
If there was any back talk, out you went. The Police Dept. had a lot of respect for Milly.
When a group of young men with motorcycles asked if she would take them for a couple nights. She did, with one stipulation, do their partying outside and walk their motorcycles back in, so they did not disturb anyone. There was not a peep out of them.
Besides having fireplaces on each site, there were two large fireplaces, everyone loved to sit around them and tell their tales, and watch the stars. There were, on occasion, lights that could not be explained.
Milly's father bought the piece of land that she wanted. She built her own house with very little help, and cleared the land for a campground. During the day she had worked in several different places. The shoe shops, Post Office had a Concession Stand at the State Beach.
Everyone in town knew her.
She was less than 5 ft. tall, rode around in a small truck, with roadrunners on her door, complete with a Model T horn.
She was the owner of Milly's Campground in Salisbury, Ma. It was old fashioned and very homey, different from other campgrounds. Bathrooms were kept very clean. Each stall had a small sink in it, showers were large, plenty of room to get dressed. Also, an large old fashioned sink in the yard, where anyone could get water, or wash their clothes. Another sink was down back. She liked to tell about the time when Liberace was playing at the State Beach, and his troupe were staying at the campground, they used to dye their dogs different colors in the sink.
Her rules were very simple.
If your campfire was too high, actions spoke louder than words. She just drove over there in her small pickup, and dumped a bucket of water on it!
If you did not like animals, there were no campsites available, even if the campground was only 1/4 full, the rest were suddenly reserved?
If there was any back talk, out you went. The Police Dept. had a lot of respect for Milly.
When a group of young men with motorcycles asked if she would take them for a couple nights. She did, with one stipulation, do their partying outside and walk their motorcycles back in, so they did not disturb anyone. There was not a peep out of them.
Besides having fireplaces on each site, there were two large fireplaces, everyone loved to sit around them and tell their tales, and watch the stars. There were, on occasion, lights that could not be explained.
Milly was the daughter of Nathaniel & Catherine (Whalen) Brown.
Milly's father bought the piece of land that she wanted. She built her own house with very little help, and cleared the land for a campground. During the day she had worked in several different places. The shoe shops, Post Office had a Concession Stand at the State Beach.
Everyone in town knew her.
She was less than 5 ft. tall, rode around in a small truck, with roadrunners on her door, complete with a Model T horn.
She was the owner of Milly's Campground in Salisbury, Ma. It was old fashioned and very homey, different from other campgrounds. Bathrooms were kept very clean. Each stall had a small sink in it, showers were large, plenty of room to get dressed. Also, an large old fashioned sink in the yard, where anyone could get water, or wash their clothes. Another sink was down back. She liked to tell about the time when Liberace was playing at the State Beach, and his troupe were staying at the campground, they used to dye their dogs different colors in the sink.
Her rules were very simple.
If your campfire was too high, actions spoke louder than words. She just drove over there in her small pickup, and dumped a bucket of water on it!
If you did not like animals, there were no campsites available, even if the campground was only 1/4 full, the rest were suddenly reserved?
If there was any back talk, out you went. The Police Dept. had a lot of respect for Milly.
When a group of young men with motorcycles asked if she would take them for a couple nights. She did, with one stipulation, do their partying outside and walk their motorcycles back in, so they did not disturb anyone. There was not a peep out of them.
Besides having fireplaces on each site, there were two large fireplaces, everyone loved to sit around them and tell their tales, and watch the stars. There were, on occasion, lights that could not be explained.
Milly's father bought the piece of land that she wanted. She built her own house with very little help, and cleared the land for a campground. During the day she had worked in several different places. The shoe shops, Post Office had a Concession Stand at the State Beach.
Everyone in town knew her.
She was less than 5 ft. tall, rode around in a small truck, with roadrunners on her door, complete with a Model T horn.
She was the owner of Milly's Campground in Salisbury, Ma. It was old fashioned and very homey, different from other campgrounds. Bathrooms were kept very clean. Each stall had a small sink in it, showers were large, plenty of room to get dressed. Also, an large old fashioned sink in the yard, where anyone could get water, or wash their clothes. Another sink was down back. She liked to tell about the time when Liberace was playing at the State Beach, and his troupe were staying at the campground, they used to dye their dogs different colors in the sink.
Her rules were very simple.
If your campfire was too high, actions spoke louder than words. She just drove over there in her small pickup, and dumped a bucket of water on it!
If you did not like animals, there were no campsites available, even if the campground was only 1/4 full, the rest were suddenly reserved?
If there was any back talk, out you went. The Police Dept. had a lot of respect for Milly.
When a group of young men with motorcycles asked if she would take them for a couple nights. She did, with one stipulation, do their partying outside and walk their motorcycles back in, so they did not disturb anyone. There was not a peep out of them.
Besides having fireplaces on each site, there were two large fireplaces, everyone loved to sit around them and tell their tales, and watch the stars. There were, on occasion, lights that could not be explained.
Sponsored by Ancestry
Advertisement
Records on Ancestry
Sponsored by Ancestry
Advertisement
