A Moment In Time
Memorial weekend was absolutely beautiful here…blue skies and sun. It brings to mind an incident that happened our first year here.In 1999, at 7: 30 a.m., I was sitting at my desk, which overlooks my rooms, and, of course, the Mackinac Bridge. When all of the sudden a Native American, dress in a leather loin cloth, moccasins, his hair was styled in a Mohawk, toting a tomahawk, came out of one of the rooms and started down the stairs. My … Continued