We put beer on ice in garbage cans, booze and paper cups on boards, and the customers helped themselves. “Rue’s Roost” never closed! All our help pitched in on the move. Fran Harris came with us on the Friday morning of the opening.
I first visited the hotel sometime around 1937-38, and thought She was grand with Her wide double staircase leading to the upstairs from the great oaken-curved desk. The picture of Point Lookout Hotel that was carried in the November issue of The Chesapeake brought back poignant memories that I have really tried to put out of my mind. The last time I visited the Hotel, She reminded me of a skull looking with sightless eyes across the waters of the Bay. I say ‘She,’ because to me She was once a lovely old lady sitting there beside the beach smiling at the sea gulls and fishermen as they passed in their boats.
His father Israel Millison, known everywhere as “Jake,” came to America shortly before the turn of the century from Lithuania.