I remember a magnet that was on her fridge for many years about Michiganders-- #3 was "Up north is a place, not a direction." My grandma was born in Calumet, which is about as far north as you can go in Michigan (at least without a boat!) It used to be a very populated and busy area in the early part of last century because of the mining business. My grandma had a picture of her old house in Calumet buried in snow up to the eaves-- I can only imagine! I complain enough about the snow down here in the thumb.
Well this past fall my grandma Brunke died from pneumonia. She was a very special lady to my whole family and we all miss her very much. We will be having a memorial for her in Grand Marais- (a lovely little village on the coast of lake Superior, grandma's favorite agate-hunting destination. Well, one of them.) She never seemed happier than when she was on the beach of lake Superior hunting for agates.
My little family (mom, hub and the kids) will be going all the way up to Copper Harbor to camp at Lake Fanny Hooe. We will visit Calumet, where my great-grandmother (and other family members) are buried, and Hancock to check out an old copper mine. All the places we stay will have places to go fishing, which Jude is very excited about. On our way back we'll be going to whitefish point to see the shipwreck museum, and Tahquamenon Falls. Below is a one of my favorite pictures of my grandma at the falls:
I miss her. I love you grandma, and I will be thinking of you when we are visiting all your favorite places in the U.P.
