Nostalgia

Old photos from the early 1950's and 1960's

Carl & Doris new Wheels

Dick Hirschmann

Marion Barmann

Barmann's Bar

Backbar View

Busy Night

Please overlook the quality of the pictures as they are older than dirt. I will work on improving them when I have more time.

Dick Hirschmann, Rudy Hamann,Tommy Martin, and I were regulars at the old Riverview Roller Rink. I worked as a bartender at Riverview for a while. Tended bar on skates. I the only one left from this group. When I visited Rudy Hamann in Florida a few years ago he gave me these old pictures from when we were young. Rudy succumbed to pancreatic cancer September 5, 2003 and I want to dedicate this site to him. He was the friend I would wish every young boy had. I was the Nerd with thick glasses but he became a friend. He taught me to drive, both a car and Harley, and helped me get my first car. He took me hunting and fishing. Showed me how to set up a Primitive campsite and live in the woods. We rebuilt motors together, traveled the state together, and shared many adventures. I am going to post more pictures and try to bring some of your memories back. No matter how young or old you are try to preserve your memories as time keeps moving faster as you age and some things are lost. Here's to you Rudy, with a glass of Berrycup Wine.

While looking thru old photos we found these. It brought back a lot of memories. Hopefully it will do the same for you. Please click on the Thumbnails to see enlarged photos.

	Camping at the mouth of the Brule River at Lake Superior. We stayed for 10 days. Had a kerosene heater in the tent. We fished, hunted, explored, and just had a great time
	Another view of our camp at Lake Superior. when we returned to this spot 3 years later the county had bulldozed a road to it and it was covered up with people having picnics and family outings. When we first came in there was no road and we had to cut a few trees to get the 1937 Ford in.
	Another improvised Deer Hunting Camp. This was the quick camp. Just open the doors and set the cots up. Then drape a canvas over the opening to keep the rain out.
	Fishing with a Bow in the Horicon Marsh. We would tape a spinning reel to the front of a bow and shave an arrow thinner on the end so that when it hit something the shaft would float free of the tip.
	A Ranger station at Pembine, Wisconsin after a bear hunt. This was a state sponsored bear hunt.I think they were so prevalent that they were becoming a nuisance.
	A bow hunting club during deer season in Wisconsin. All there were at that time were wooden long bows. I never heard of a compound bow until years later.
	One of our Bikes back then. Remember that Harleys had the shift next to the gas tank. In 6the evening about 50-100 bikes would gather on Memorial Drive which was between the city and Lake Michigan. There were beaches along the east side and grassy picnic areas on the other side. After a while they all would start and head for the Beer Joints on the edge of Milwaukee.