Entry #1
Friday, the last day. We have to leave on Saturday to drive back to Virginia with a brief stop over in Columbus once again staying with Dave and Molly, our most gracious hosts. Not one’s to rest we spend the day playing in the sandbox that is Ox-Bow, first traveling back up to the Crow’s nest to capture more footage since the weather was better. The sun was out and the temperature was warm. The view was really nice. It has been a long time since I have seen Lake Michigan and never from this sort of vantage point. My remembrances have always been from Chicagoland. Navy Pier, Millennium Park and the sandy (and somewhat rocky) beaches of Evanston. Michigan has almost always been dominated by experiences of visiting my grandparents in Detroit. Both of which have since passed. I guess its weird for me to visit all these places that are similar and close to places where I grew up and spend time as a child, and to experience that time separation- the emotional, the mental and the physical, and to understand what it is that has brought me to these places. “Understand” is not the best word for what this feeling is that I have, rather recognition of what is happening. Everything changes.
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