A Path And Some Philosophy

Yesterday, I walked down a path in Rogue Elk Park adjoining the Rogue River.  Glad to leave the campground, I looked at the natural world surrounding me.  Yes, maybe fifty plus years ago I was walking down a path, but at that time it was with my Grandma Lillian.  And we weren’t walking in Rogue Elk Park, but in Casey State Park.  I remember her pointing out to me the different sizes and shapes of pine cones and the pine needles scattered along the path.  We picked up several objects of interest, and these became the basis for our hobby shows that we put on for several years at Eastin’s Rogue Haven.

My grandparents had begun coming to Southern Oregon for their summer vacations in 1929, and continued visiting regularly with the exception of the war years.  They stayed originally at Casey’s Auto Camp with no electricity.  And now, I represent another generation that visits Southern Oregon.  All these thoughts from a path along the Rogue River on a sunny afternoon on August 4.

About Robert M. Weiss
From an early age, I've taken great pleasure in reading. Also, I learned to play my 78 player when I was quite young, and enjoyed listening to musicals and classical music. I remember sitting on the floor, and following the text and pictures of record readers, which were popular in the 1940s and 50s. My favorites were the Bozo and Disney albums. I also enjoyed watching the slow spinning of 16s as they spun out tales of adventure. I have always been attracted by rivers, and I love to sit on a boulder with my feet in the water, gazing into the mysteries of swirling currents. I especially like inner tubing on the Rogue River in Southern Oregon. Since my early youth, I've been interested in collecting minerals, which have taught me about the wonderful possibilities in colors and forms. Sometimes I try to imagine what the ancient Greeks must have felt when they began to discover physical laws in nature. I also remember that I had a special passion for numbers, and used to construct them out of stones. After teaching Russian for several years, I became a writer, interviewer, editor, and translator. I continue to delight in form, and am a problem solver at heart.

5 Responses to A Path And Some Philosophy

  1. Sarah says:

    Good evening. My grandfather was the owner of Eastin’s Rogue Haven and I’m always on the look out for memories or trinkets from the resort. Most everything was washed away in two floods ’58 and ’64. Anything you can share would be much appreciated. Thanks and have a blessed day!


    • Robert Weiss says:

      Thanks for your interest, Sarah. I knew Rick when my family stayed at Eastin’s Rogue Haven in August from 1953-1960 in cabin 7. I still have some post cards of the Haven, and my grandmother purchased the cash register, which sits on the mantle of our dining room. My parents and I have photos and family movies of Eastin’s during the time of our stay. I have fond memories of the jukebox, which I loved to play as a child. Billy used to babysit me, and tell me stories about Chip and Dale. Susie also took care of me, and got me on a horse. I remember celebrating Billy’s birthday, and having hobby shows. Eastin’s was a very special part of my childhood.


  2. Steve Childers says:

    I have an old picture of Jerry the Bear at Caseys Auto Camp in Southern Oregon, if anyone would like a copy.


    • Jacqueline Gooch says:

      I would very much like a copy. I’m Jacqueline Casey Gooch. My great grandparents owned the Auto Camp. A few years back my grandfather was contacted for photos for a book to be published. He then passed away, his photos were never returned. I grew up listening to stories about Jerry drinking chocolate soda and how skilled my great grandmother was in creating art pieces from the fish caught on the Rogue. I would appreciate any artifacts you know of. Thank you,


      • History lives on. We own a fish carving in our den that was made by Ethel Casey. FYI: Did you know that Jim Casey set up a cable car that kids could ride across the property in? The cable was attached to two trees.


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