Category Archives: summer fun

the only thing that’s missing…

It wasn’t ever glamorous or extravagant. Little rented cottages on small inland lakes.  Once a year for a week. Mom, Dad, Kate, Chris, and then later, Michael. Up and down the west half of Michigan’s lower peninsula. Glen Lake, Big … Continue reading

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It was just as much a part of summer vacation as boating and skiing and sunning and swimming were. In fact, for one week each summer, it was the mandatory nightly routine. The cottage was small.  Painfully small for two … Continue reading

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