My Lake Shore Hotel memories after waiting tables there for 2 summers - 1959 and 1960.
Written by Barb Moninger May (CLHS 1959)
Sis McComb was the hostess during the first summer I worked there and a fraternity housemother at Iowa State during the rest of the year. She knit socks for all the fraternity officers while she sat at the hostess desk. She also played the piano for the sing along's that were held in the lobby.
Mrs. Kimball was the cook the first summer was there. I learned to love blueberry pancakes from her! One of her specialities was Eggnog Pie and one gentleman customer loved this, so we always had to reserve one piece for Mr. Kneisel (sp).
The waitresses lived upstairs above the kitchen. The bedrooms were tiny. Kathryn Hintz was my roommate. There was a common room where we could sit and there was a sink against the outside wall also. One of the waitresses was Marty Bottorff who was a UNI student and another was Scottie who was an Iowa U student from Kennebunkport, Maine. They taught the rest of us how to play bridge. There was a back stairway out of the common room down to the kitchen and to the outdoor shower. We were paid $45 a month plus room and board and tips.
The dining room was only open certain hours. Something like 7:30 - 9:30 for breakfast, noon to 2 for lunch and then 5-8 for dinner. We had to sweep the floor between meals. The bellboy occasionally scattered pennies on the floor and the floor wasn't clean until we'd retrieved all of them.
One of the summer residents, Peg, came from Florida for the summer. Many of the people came from Des Moines. One such woman, Patia, liked to order iced coffee and then pour a small container of cream into the glass. She watched it makes its "volcano" and then pushed the glass aside and never drank it.
A Des Moines interior decorator, Glenn something, came every summer to redo a first floor room. He had a Mercedes Benz coupe that someone drove him to the lake in and then someone drove him back to Des Moines when he wanted to go. When I had a weekend off, I drove him back so I could have a weekend with my folks who had moved to Des Moines the day I graduated. I remember driving through Jewell, Iowa and looking down at the speedometer. I was going 90 mph and it felt like we were standing still. Scary! (No ticket.)
The third floor rooms all had ropes coiled on the floor in case of fire. Luckily, that didn't happen. The bathtub was on the 2nd floor. The wrap around porch had rocking chairs for people to enjoy the lake view. The front desk was a beautiful piece.
The second summer is when the lake was closed because of a vegetation problem and we were sent home the middle of July. No tourists, no jobs.
Dick Smith and I talked about Lake Shore days at our reunion last September. He was the dishwasher and I'm sure he can add other stories.
Barb Moninger May CLHS 1959