I’ve been posting some old family photos lately. Earlier this week I was looking through an old album and a few pictures caught my attention, so I scanned them and thought I’d share them here. I recall this spot well. I must have been in… Read More
I grew up in a family that fished and fished a lot. It seemed my father and my brother were always either heading to some spot or another or else talking about it. Getting ready for opening day was a ritual in our home, serious… Read More
I’ve been watching the weather in Upper Michigan, since I’m planning to camp during the week. The picture above is for Manistique on the South Side of the Upper Michigan Peninsula. Looking further north to Munising or Seney, the forecast adds possible thunderstorms for Friday.… Read More
My father was full of stories, too many to remember all at once. Some of them I store away until I need them. Then one day some little thing triggers something way back in my memory. I had, for instance, forgotten all about Aub.… Read More
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