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Marsha Sussman's avatar

For those of us who have been coming to The Black Dog since it opened, it would be fun to post memories. So I was a teenager (16 years old) and came up for the weekends to camp at

Cranberry Acres.

My memory of the Black Dog - park your car on line at the Ferry. Walk over to Black Dog (via the beach) to wash your face, brush your teeth and have a delicious home made breakfast. Bread baked fresh, home fries loaded and we sat on the porch that was screened in. Honestly, it was a "hippie hangout".

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