Blog Update

The Chic-a-Lac Blog is finally undergoing renovation, rehabilitation, revision, renewal, reorganization, revitalization and resuscitation. All of this is happening in stages. Some of the old features are gone, such as the Virtual Patio Message Board which is no longer supported, some have been updated like the Youngsville weather thingy, many of the links, like the Camp Album, in the right sidebar and in the posts themselves need relinking in order to work and some new material and features will be added. So please bear with us if some of the things just don't seem to work right. And please feel free to pass along your thoughts, ideas and even a minor criticism or two. You can always reach the blog by clicking on this button Ca. Chic a Lac Mail Thanks for your understanding.

June 20, 2007


Carol reports seeing this obituary of Doris Baim in the Sullivan County Democrat.


Anonymous said...

My Mom's passing was very unexpected. She was extremely active. When I did the search to see what was on the internet I was surprised to see the Camp Chic-A-Lac blog. This brings back great memories of the 60's when the camp kids came down to our store.

Anonymous said...

My name is Roger "ROCKY Rattner. My parents Elaine and Morris of Rattner of Liberty NY and my Uncle Carl Meltzer owned Chic-a-lac. If my memory is correct, I first met your family in the Spring of 1954.
Of course not only did we visit your store in the summer but all year round. I last visited the store in 2001 and I believe I saw mom. She was a wonderful person.
Roger Rattner - Long Island NY

Anonymous said...

Baim's was our nightly destination.We were a noisy but well-behaved group (I think). Besides the ice cream and candy I rememeber the pinball machines. I was sad to see the candy store no longer existed when I went back in 2000. Wonderful memories.

Anonymous said...

We loved walking into town and our destination was definitely always Baim's. Most of us bought candy but a few older boys actually sat down and had a cheeseburger, even though we had just had supper at camp. Somehow, it always tasted better at Baim's--at least that's what they told us. I was sorry to hear about Mrs. Baim. They were a nice family and we always felt welcomed there.