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 jaw dropped and I immediately looked down at my teacup and wondered what was really in my tea! Another door opened and out walked a fur trapper dressed in buckskin and raccoon hat and carrying a musket. I just didn’t get what was going on. Then from another room appeared a British lieutenant dressed in the deep red wool uniform of 1760’s British army. I didn’t know what to think. All three men came in the lobby for coffee and I took the opportunity to find out that they where real and not figments of my imagination. Indeed not! They were in town for the historical reenactment of 1763 at Colonial Michilimackinac where the Native Americans attack the British Colonial Fort Michilimackinac slaughtering all the British. This reenactment occurs only on Memorial weekend.
This year as I was walking around town, I noticed that many tourists had the same startled expression that I must have had when I first saw the historical actors. Even though I am fully aware of the reenactment, one must get a good laugh looking at a Native American in full costume talking on a cell phone. I guess it is just a sign of the time.