His son (my father) claims Grandpa worked 14 hours a day seven days a week at his bakery business (The Ace Pastry). At least in the beginning. My dad had it easier at 10 hours a day 6 days a week. By the time I  can remember Grandpa had his business going well enough that he sometimes had  some time on the weekend to spend at his camp on Sacandaga Reservoir. The farmer they had bought the land died and his widow sold them the rest of the land up to the road cheap. Latter the land was divided into three parcels. I remember helping plant bunches of foot tall pine trees on the upper sections which had been cleared field back in the early 60s. After Ludwig retired they spent their winters at their trailer in Florida and their summers at the camp. He brought shells back up north in the spring and incorporated them in cement work around the camp. 

I remember Thanksgivings at both 41 and 47 Harrison Avenue in Elsmere. Dinner was always set up in the basement and there were always long walks down Bender Lane with Grandpa. (Bender Lane was rural forest in the 50s and 60s, now it's large expensive houses and has a 4 lane highway bisecting it), Besides walks Grandpa liked to swim, Grandma & Grandpa would take long swims in the evening up and down the coast from their camp on Sacandaga. They also spent a lot of time each day in the pool in their trailer park in Florida. (His swimming and hiking ended when he lost a leg due to circulatory problems, which really impacted a naturally hard working active man) Grandpa said if he came back he wanted to come back as a cow. Don't believe anybody knows why. Where his son would use silver duct tape frequently, Ludwig used silver paint. The 55 gallon drums that floated the dock at Sacandaga, the dock itself, his rain barrels and many other items come easily to mind. He was the ultimate left over eater even beating out my father. He would pour left over beverages into a single container and drink the concoction later. (might be orange and cola and 7 up and who knows what else).