We have a winner for the Mystery Spot contest at the end of this post. He is Andrew Rosenbaum of Vicksburg, Michigan! Congratulations, Andy!
Please see end of post for Mystery Spot answer.
For the first time in several years, I missed the early service at the Post Cemetery on the morning of Memorial Day. Thank goodness for my Ted who rose early, left me finally sleeping after a bad “no sleep” night, and took camera in hand to attend this beautiful and moving ceremony to honor the soldiers who died at Fort Mackinac in the early 1800’s.
Soldiers of the Color Guard in period uniforms and ladies in period costumes, marching up to the cemetery from downtown – just as they would have sin 1868, when Memorial Day was officially designated – are always a moving sight. The majority of the soldiers buried in the Post Cemetery were killed in the Battle of 1814 during the War of 1812.
The crowd is usually small for this service, but if you’re ever on the Island Memorial Day morning, it is well worth an early morning walk.
There is always a short historical program, followed by the laying on of a wreath by one of the fort ladies. “Taps” is played, and the soldiers fire their weapons three times to salute the fallen soldiers.
At the completion of the service, the soldiers and fort ladies slowly walk back to town, and usually the crowd falls in behind them, all walking to the cadence of the Color Guard’s drummer.
Each Memorial Day on Mackinac a second service is held downtown to honor the soldiers of Mackinac Island who have given the ultimate sacrifice for their country. Ted and I thought the one this year was one of the most moving yet.
Fife, drum and bugle musicians from Fort Mackinac give the flavor of times gone by to the service. Standing on the sidewalk, while horse and buggies pass by, it is easy to close your eyes and imagine yourself back in time.
Mary McGuire Slevin, the Mackinac Island Tourism Director, sang a lovely rendition of the Star Spangled Banner, Mayor Margaret Doud read a beautiful poem and reminded us that “freedom isn’t free”, and the program by American Legion Post 299 gave listeners historical facts about the men of Mackinac Island who had gone off to war and had not returned.
A small group of our friends gathered in front of the post office to watch the memorial service – Joan and her granddaughter, Frankie, and Darla, one of our condo neighbors.
Our across-the-street neighbor, Chief Don “Duck” Andress, a proud member of American Legion Post 299, who always takes part in any military celebration on the Island.
Our Little Stone Church minister, Dr. Vincent Carroll – a former Naval chaplain – salutes the flag.
James A. Garfield said of our soldiers, “For love of country they accepted death.” We give a heartfelt thank you to all those who laid down their lives for our freedom. Our hearts mourn their deaths, as our spirits celebrate the immense love they had for their country and for those each of them left behind. God bless them all.
The Best of the Best – Mackinac Island Through YOUR Camera Lens
So many of you have already emailed your favorite Mackinac Island photographs! I asked for spectacularly awesome, different, and new views of this special place, and you delivered! I’m posting four tonight – actually they were the first four I received! I have more waiting for next Wednesday, and please continue to send these to me at firstname.lastname@example.org. This is going to be a favorite feature!
A small boat at anchor off British Landing, in dead calm waters. Submitted by DeAna Tretinik of Commerce Township, MI. I had the pleasure of meeting DeAna and her firefighter husband and teenage son last summer when they stopped by the Stuart House. If you ever need to picture “peaceful” in your mind’s eye, just close your eyes and think of this photograph.
A double rainbow off Windermere Point. Submitted by Kathleen Clancey of St. Clair Shore, MI. Mackinac Island is a very special place to Kathleen because she met her future husband here, after a Port Huron to Mackinac yacht race. It was on Mackinac – after another race several years later – that he proposed to her. They continue to come yearly to Mackinac with their extended family and their son, who is now 22 years old. While dining at the Iroquois Hotel one evening, a storm blew through. Afterward, these double rainbows formed.
Diane Swihart from Elkhart,, Indiana said a trash dray might not be what I was looking for, but to her and her husband, who works for a waste removal company in Elkhart, the Mackinac Island version of a garbage truck was fascinating. I started thinking about it, and I honestly cannot remember ever posting a photo of the trash dray!
A misty view of a Star Ferry rooster tail, taken through the crystal-sharp flowers of a hanging basket on the balcony of the Main Street Inn. Photographer is Jeff Gushman of Dearborn Heights, MI.
Love, love, love all these photographs! Keep ’em coming!
Circle of Life on Mackinac
When Ted and I were on our bike ride this weekend and we parked for a moment and walked out on the beach, we came across some stagnant pools of water, teeming with tadpoles.
Pretty gross, huh? I snapped a couple of shots, thinking I’d delete them as soon as I got home.
We had continued on our ride when suddenly Ted stopped and called to me, “Come look at this!”
A Blue Heron was standing in another pool of water in a marshy area just off the road. We didn’t realize at first the bird was stalking its dinner, but, like a flash, the heron’s head stabbed into the water, and . . . .
. . . . it came up with a grown-up version of those tadpoles!
The bird strutted around the pool for at least a minute, like it was almost showing off its catch.
Then, tiring of that, flipped his head back and swallowed the frog whole.
One well-fed Blue Heron.
The Dog-Eared Page
The Dog-Eared Page (Maddie and Bear’s blog about the Dogs of Mackinac) is now listed in the Blog-Roll on the right-hand side of this page. Blog-Roll links are in alphabetical order, so it’s about 4th or 5th in the list. Once you’re on that blog, don’t forget to subscribe to it, so you’ll get an email alert when the pups write something new!
Blog Readers on Mackinac!
As we were standing in front of the post office Monday, before the Memorial Day service started, a lady and her husband crossed the street, heading straight toward me. I’ve learned to recognize “that look”. “You’re Bree!” she said. “I am!” I said.
And so I came to meet and talk to Mary Jo and her husband Bill (oh golly, I hope I remembered his name correctly) from Indiana! We talked off and on for the next 30 minutes and made tentative plans for lunch when they return in August.
Later that morning we were stopped on the sidewalk by Jocelyn, her husband Adam, and their two precious girls, Addie and Lila. They’re all from Marshall, Michigan, and they’ve been coming to Mackinac annually since their honeymoon here in 2003.
I get so excited meeting my readers. Thank you so much for stopping me and saying hello!
The Mystery Spot
The object of the Mystery Spot is to be the first to identify where the object is located. When you think you have the answer, email me at email@example.com
. I’ll check my email several times a day, and as soon as we have a winner, I’ll post the winner’s name at the top of this blog so you can stop guessing (you may have to refresh your page for this to show up). Is there a prize for the winner? Yes there is; but the prize is secret, and the only ones who will know what it is are the winners. To be fair, I’m asking residents of Mackinac Island to please NOT guess. This is just for readers who don’t live here . . . but would like to! And the Mystery Spot is . . . .
Where is it?
Again, please email your answers to me at firstname.lastname@example.org. PLEASE DO NOT ANSWER IN THE “COMMENTS” SECTION OF THE BLOG. Remember, I’ll post the winner at the top of this blog as soon as someone gives the correct answer.
I guess now you see why I said I had too much to write about for only two posts a week! Come on back Friday for more on Mackinac. You ain’t seen nothing yet!
Mystery Spot Answer
The Mystery Spot “miniature” horse is one of a pair which pulls a miniature dray, sitting in the yard of the home at the corner of Mahoney and Cadotte.