So, I repent of complaining about spring taking so long to come to lower Michigan, because—as you can see from these pictures I took last weekend—the snowbanks at the opposite end of our state in Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan, still conjure up thoughts of northern Alaska to me. (Although I promise you that all these pictures were just taken this past weekend while Alan and I were taking a little nostalgia tour of our old home town.) Sault Ste. Marie is a beautiful place to visit anytime, although I love fall the best. I grew up in a little house on Dillon St., but we did something very special this time: We stayed at the Ojibway, a historic hotel overlooking the the Soo Locks and famed for hosting the “CaChoo Club” and some notable guests.The Ojibway is now owned by Ramada but still retains it’s 1930′s ambiance, and they include a lovely complimentary breakfast in their sunny dining room. Our room was charming and the bed comfy…definitely a pleasant stay. Our room overlooked the Soo Locks and Brady Park, and after we checked out, we took a stroll through the park, as we have done hundreds of times over the years. When we were kids, we used to sit in the crook of that tree on the left and watch the tourists passing by. Forty-five+ years later, we’re the tourists! My mother helped found the People-to-People organization nearly 50 years ago, and this gate from Japan in Brady Park was a gift from their “sister city.”I used to have to walk up Easterday Hill every day on my way home from school. In those days, there were no steps and we sometimes had to pull ourselves up using the railings to keep us from sliding back down in the icy winter weather! We picked up Milt and Faye for lunch. They are like second parents to Alan. Alan grew up with their son, Larry, & he later worked with Milt at his dad’s shop.(I hope you’re noticing the incredibly high snowbanks in these pictures!) Milt and Faye have been a great source of inspiration to us over the years! (This is a picture from the wall by their front door…and they really live this out!)We stopped at “Cozy’s” for some of their famous whitefish & sour cream/chives french fries. I’ll tell you, there’s no whitefish like Lake Superior fresh-caught! Oh, and I mustn’t forget to tell you about the great dinner we had the night before with Alan’s cousin, Jim, and his sweet wife, Gladys. What a blessing it was to head north for the weekend, even though they’ve had a
brutal winter and the snowbanks were unbelievably high! Next time I’m tempted to complain about the late spring in lower Michigan—or whatever challenge I’m dealing with—will you remind me that the snows are deeper elsewhere? I, for one, am glad I’m not on the other side of the fence, and I hope you are too!
“Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as you have: for He has said, ‘I will never leave you nor forsake you’.” (Hebrews 13:5)