On this 4th of July memories of Billy, WIlliam Harris Meyers and our many wonderful experiences and treks through Woods Hole, flood me like the waves of Nobska they wash over me, that I feel nostalgic almost explains it, Billy (David) my self and Andy Bowen, it was such a wonderful late summer evening at the Cape Codder Hotel, cocktails on the lawn, sunset at the rocking chairs, as the melody escaped the lounge …. my first and last time at this ever-so beautiful Hotel.
It feels like an un-healing shame to have lost this amazing hotel to condos, progress seems to lead to regress… Billy was lost to a massive heart attack on the 13 of January in 1989, 2 short days after his 33rd birthday, the Cape Codder lost before him.
I don’t have a single photo of the Cape Codder, I do have the most romantic images in my mind of a time, place & person incomparable.
Thank goodness for those that work to preserver land, sadly, the The Cape Codder Hotel was not saved, it should have been, it was a gem that had to been experienced, to only then could it be appreciated..
Architecture the likes of the Cape Codder Hotel deserve to be saved, maintained, razing it for condominium’s in my opinion was a crime.