There is something breathtaking, peaceful, and restorative, in viewing the wide panoramic span of water.
We also bantered back and forth as we discussed temperature—in cars and for sleeping. Deal With It!
If someone hoped for another excursion, and wondered where and when we would eat? Or wanted to ride in a different car? Just Deal With It!
- Learning a new game—Five Crowns
- Visiting Gwen Frostic Prints in Benzonia, Michigan The shopkeeper quizzically asked, “Did you come on a bus?” We proudly informed her that we were 15 cousins—to the chagrin of some in our group.
The only thing that is not quite accurate on this sign is that none of us were for sale—although on second thought, we might be willing to make a deal on one or two.
- I am not sure if it was shock, dismay or fear that we saw on the face of our greeter at Little Eden as we approached en masse for an impromptu “quick tour” of this private camp and vacation spot for many of our relatives.
- Betti surrendered the box and all of the responsibilities to the new keepers—Cousin Mary and Cousin Barb.
- Betti was given a black licorice toast for her incredible job of organizing and hostessing this gathering in addition to being the Keeper of the Box and sole possessor of all of our heritage keepsakes. (A universal Gisel trait is the love of licorice candy.)
- A few of us positioned ourselves for a Last Stand on the lighthouse, waiting for nightfall.