The landscape hasn’t changed since my great-grandparents summered here a century ago, since their kids (my grandparents) met when they were 14 years old, since their kids (my mom, aunt, and uncles) were left to fend for themselves on an island while they had cocktail parties with their friends on shore, since her kid (me) was baptized in the lake as a baby.
GRAND LAKE, MICHIGAN.

