|View from downtown Pentwater, MI|
|Parsonage, Centenary UMC Pentwater, MI|
|Downtown Pentwater; the church at the left|
|The Gazebo at the village green|
|The Pentwater beach|
I have severe dry eye from Sjogrin's syndrome and an autoimmune reaction to sunlight. I avoid a lot of direct sun. We went to the beach at day's end a few times.
|The Pentwater lake opens to Lake Michigan|
photo by Thomas Gochenour
In the fall, a series of meet-and-greets in private home was set up for us at a rate of two a week for about a month. Each gathering had a dozen or so folk. It was, for introverts, frankly exhausting. Some folk we met were gone to winter homes before Thanksgiving, not to be seen again until spring.
|Lake Michigan during Hurricane Sandy|
We left with sand in our nose and ears
|The Pentwater marina in early winter|
|The lake in early winter|
|On our way to Ludington we went past a large wind farm|
|I spent most of my time in the family room!|
It was like I had PTSD, the hurts from past church experiences just below the surface. I called the Staff Parish chair and told her what had happened. They knew the Trustee had a short fuse. He later called to apologize but said we were both in the wrong. I said no, he was in the wrong, he attacked me and made me cry and continued to vent at me after I was crying. I said I would not work with someone who was abusive.
His behavior changed for the rest of our stay and he and his wife was very friendly.
A new trustee chair came on. He was just wonderful to work with. I talked him through the concerns we had, and he systematically addressed them. Some were dealt with after we left, but they were dealt with.
We joined Chris in Clawson for holidays. We had also brought Gary's dad from Grand Blanc to spend holidays with us in Clawson. In January 2013 Herman passed at age 96. Now all of our parents were gone.
I joined a Sunday school class and made friends with the teacher and several other ladies. I spent a lot of time on genealogy in these days and began my blog. Gary and I went on a vegetarian diet, too, and we both lost weight. There was no fenced yard and I walked the dogs every few hours. They liked to go a block away where there was a woods. In the winter when the roads were sheets of ice, Gary walked the dogs with cleats on his boots. I could not take the bitter cold; I would walk with my eyes squinted or closed and had to wear double thickness mittens.
|Downtown Pentwater in winter 2014|
I got such cabin fever! Getting to the expressway on back roads could be treacherous. There was a reason so many only live in Pentwater during the summer! Our second winter there was 196 inches of snow in Ludington just a few miles up the road. Gary had to shovel out the mail box every day.
|Gary shoveling out the mail box winter 2014|
|Trillium in the yard of a local summer home|
|Morel mushroom that grew in our yard|
|Centenary UMC church|
Charles Dickens quilt by Nancy A. Bekofske
We displayed the quilts on the pews. Some beautiful quilts came out of the closets! A man who was in the marina that weekend, on his sail boat, heard about the show and was eager to see it. He turned out to be the organizer of the Coopersville Farm Museum show, Quilts and their Stories, which I had attended and had quilts in. He was also the brother of a well known quilter! He was excited to find a Gees Bend quilt in the show, owned by a member.
|Detail of Gees Bend quilt|
The head cook wanted a better oven. A committee was formed. They studied other kitchens, investigated, and wrote up a report with suggestions. The problem was they had Cadillac tastes that were too expensive for the church's budget or need. The committee felt slighted. They wrote a letter of complaint, and mentioned the pastor.
|Gary and I, 2012|
The prospect of another Pentwater winter was daunting. It took us 4 to 4 to 4 1/2 hrs to get to Clawson on a good day, traveling with two dogs and stopping several times to stretch all our legs. Christmas 2013 it took over five hours. Gary had a Christmas Eve worship service so we did not leave until Christmas Day--in a blizzard. We did not drive out of the snow until Lansing.
|Our car was covered in snow on Christmas Day 2013|
|Trees broken by the icy snow storm of Christmas 2013|
|The Clawson house; my brother gifted a tree at Gary's retirement|
A week before we moved in I was in Clawson getting a basement crack repaired. It was providential.
|The basement stuffed with our boxes, June, 2014|
|Neighbors lost everything in their basements in the August 2014 flood|
Over the next weeks we counted ourselves very lucky for having fixed that cracked basement wall before moving in. Our block, on a hill, was not flooded. But everywhere else people lost everything in their basement, from the furnace to their furnishings. One gal we talked to even lost her brand new truck when the garage flooded and said the water reached her front doorstep.
Our son had been living in Clawson since his college graduation. He had a good job at Kelley Services and was being prepped and promoted by his boss. On Sundays young men came to the house for role playing games. At first we vacated the house for them, but as they got to know us we hung around and just gave them space. Last year our son bought his first house.
|John Quincy Adams by Nancy A. Bekofske|
|Remember the Ladies in Quilts Presidential and Patriotic|
|Suki and Kamikaze in their last months|
|My writing desk, with one of Mom's paintings|
As a girl I wanted to work in the library and help people find books to read, and now I am as a book reviewer.
As a girl I wanted to write a newspaper, and now I blog.
As a Christian I wanted to promote justice and peace, and now by choosing what books I review I do that, too.
As a teen I became interested in environmental protection, and again, choosing books I can promote that interest.
And of course, my love of books and art and music has been with me since Philip Sheridan Elementary School in Tonawanda, NY. Quilting has allowed me to use my creativity as art and as comfort.
All that I have seen and read and been feeds into this blog. Thanks for sharing my journey with me.
|Nancy as a baby|
|Nancy age 3|
|Nancy, age 8, with brother Tom|
|Nancy, 7th grade|
|Nancy, age 15|
|Elina Salmi, my Finnish exchange student sister, and me 1969|
|Nancy's high school graduation pic|
|Nancy and Gary, 1971|
|Nancy and Gary, 1972|
|Gary's graduation, 1975|
|My graduation, 1978, with my parents|
|Nancy and Gary about 1979|
|Nancy and Chris, 1987|
|Chris, Gary and Nancy about 1990|
|2005, Gary, Chris and I, Hillsdale MI goodbye|
|Kili and I|
|Nancy, Chris and Gary, Lansing MI|
|Nancy and Gary 2017|