One Last Time

Last post on my visit home to Escanaba. Just a few quiet images of it.
You can walk to just about anywhere you want to go in town. It is surrounded
on three sides by Lake Michigan. They have "rummage" sales, not garage sales.
Friday nite fish frys are still a staple. There are still band concerts in the
park every week. People still make eye contact with you on the street and acknowledge you. You can buy fresh whitefish and walleye in the locally owned
"super" markets. Still have the best "subs" and pasty's (passtees) and the Coke's taste
different than anywhere else. And best of all, in this town I never feel alone.