2061

2061

I wake up and I am cold. Seems someone has turned down the heat in the middle of Winter. How could they do that to me. I am naked! Where are my clothes. At the most I wear something, even just underwear. No wonder I am cold. As realization hits me, I am not even in my apartment anymore. Now this is very strange. I look around at my surroundings. Some sort of Hospital perhaps.

Is the Covid pandemic over? Is it safe to come out. Nobody is around anywhere. I noticed a shirt and some pants on a chair over there. There is a note on the table. I pick it up and read it. “Dear Bud, we froze your body in December of 2021. We hope you made it through, and if you are reading this, you are somewhere in the future. Also, if you are reading this, we are dead, from the Variants of Covid that kept mutating and getting stronger and stronger and could not be contained. We hope others survived just as you did.” The note is dated December 21, 2061. That means I am almost 102 years old. I look over my body and realize I don't feel that old. Except for a slight pain in my lower back. I reach back to try to get rid of that sharp pain, and I pull out a shard of ice. Ouch! That feels better now.

I walk towards the door and hope and pray someone is still alive out there. Entering the hall, I gaze into rooms and all I see is scattered human skeletons on the floor. They seem to be everywhere, even some in the hallway as I pass by. Damn! I wish those stubborn people back in 2021 would have gotten their vaccines. I would still be in the past among more of the living.

As I go outside, I am happy at least it is a warm summer day. I want to get back to my apartment and see if anyone is alive in the building. It's going to be a long walk, but at least I can look things over on the way. No traffic at all. Cars without anyone driving, and no, they aren't moving. Everything dead, everyone dead. Surely I hope someone at the Tower is still alive. But I have my doubts.

As I walk down Ludington Street Eastward, my thoughts try to remember what was the last time I remember before waking up (or thawing out) just a short while ago.

I worked on computer, went to my job, returned and had a snack. Went to bed. No wait, I dozed off in the recliner.

I check my pants to see if I have any keys to get in. No keys. I hope the doors are unlocked. As I pass the downtown area, I see no sign of life. I like my solitude, but I like people as well. I liked it when I could choose to come out and visit with people or stay in and watch some DVD or read or work on the computer. Now the choice is made up for me. As far as I know, it is just me. Only me! I am alone!

People can sometimes get on my nerves and be rude, but they had many great qualities as well. I sure hope somebody out there is alive.

I arrive at the Tower and am thankful the door is unlocked. A note on the office door “In case of emergency, call us at home.” I see the activity room and the lobby are blocked off. I see some skeletons on the floor. Must have been the people who smoke. They come and go often. I was thinking, I hope the elevators work, or it will be a long walk up the stairs to the 15^th floor. I find they are working, and soon I am on my way to my apartment. Hope it isn't locked. When I got there, it wasn't locked. Everything was as I remember it. But after 40 years I am sure the food in the refrigerator is no longer any good.

My feet are tired so I decided to take a rest in the recliner, as I think over all that happened.

2061 (Part 2)

I woke up feeling very refreshed and alive. But was thirsty, and headed for the fridge for a glass of water. That felt very good. Thoughts kept going through my head, like who else is alive. I am hoping someone else survived, and I wasn't the only one left here.

I saw that my bicycle needed air so I pumped some more air into it. Grabbed my backpack, and added a bottle of water to it. Decided to take a ride down to the Park and see if anyone was there.

I am glad it was a beautiful day, but it seemed that I was the only one enjoying it. In fact, I was the only One, as of yet.

As I pedaled the bicycle along, thoughts kept going through my head. That happens a lot with me. I did bring my camera, but I noticed over the 40 years that I was frozen in time, the battery had gone dead, and I didn't take time to recharge it. Oh well, if so many were dead, who was I going to share the pictures with anyway. I guess I'll just have to take in the beauty by myself. Sad, because I always loved sharing with others.

As I got to the park, I was amazed to see someone there. Some old man on a hammock. Hey wait, that's the same guy who was down there 40 years ago. Surely he wouldn't be alive now. I decided to check it out. As I got closer, I could see he was sitting on the hammock and his eyes were closed. Maybe he passed from a heart attack. I recall he had a beard and dark hair with some graying. Now he had a few strands on top, but mostly bald. Time can do that to you. Well, most people, except me, I still had the gray hair I had when I was frozen.

I had to find out if he was alive or dead. As I looked at him, I saw a slight move of his belly, so he is breathing. “Hey you,” I said not too loudly but loud enough. He looked up at me and smiled. I was so happy he was alive. He looked at me and said “Haven't seen anyone drive by hear in years. Nobody is in the stores or houses. Durn virus must have gotten them all.” I told him my story and he just kind of laughed. He found it hard to believe, but then again, it's hard to believe so many have passed. I asked him if he's been here for over 40 years, and he said he was, but in the Winter, he would go to the top of the hill, and there was a house there, he would stay in. “You see, he said, I've always liked camping out, and so this is perfect for me.” I realized he had it made in the shade. Who could pick a better place than Ludington Park. I camp out there often, or I should say I did many years ago.

Looking over the park, it could have been just yesterday I was here. But I do know the trees have grown a bit, and it's hard to see the water with all the shrubs and grass being taller. Maintenance died and nobody to keep it up. I thanked the guy for the conversation, and told him I wanted to go check out the island, as it was my favorite place to go before and during the beginning of the Covid virus. He said it was his nap time and laid down on his hammock. As I rode my bike away, I wondered how long he had yet to live. I then thought, being where he was, was probably one of the best places to pass at.

I also was thinking, if he's aged, why haven't I? Then I wondered if one day it will catch up with me and I shall be 101, and just die of a heart attack just like that. I hope not, but one can never tell for sure.

I got to the bridge and saw that they did eventually fix it. It was some woman who drove her car off the bridge and damaged the bricks on it. The stones all fell off below and some into the water. I looked and saw there were no boats docked at the Yacht. Every summer there were many over that way. It seems so strange not to see them. I see the Beach House there as I ride along. Someone painted on it, in big letters “F*** Covid!” My thoughts exactly. I decided to take a peak, although I doubt I'd find anybody in the water.

I looked out and saw that this Beach would have been packed on a day like this. I thought back to when I was last by the Beach and can hear people laughing and screaming and daring each other to come into the water. Some would be relaxing in a chair on the sand. It was just way too quiet now. There's got to be someone alive out there.

2061 (Part 3)

As I came to the entrance of Aronson Island, I found it hard to believe that it has been 40 years since I was here. But looking at it, I see the weather has changed it to some degree. Just like it changed the Sand Island over the years before it. I guess time doesn't stand still, even when you are frozen in time. It made me realize how precious the time you have is. So many people wasting their time doing meaningless things, when they should be using it as quality time.

As I rode the bike trail, I could hear the birds singing. I even saw some butterflies pass by. The grass was quite tall, but I am sure I saw a squirrel watching me as I rode along. It made a path in the tall grass, and most likely wanted to get away.

I looked at the Boat Launch, and just as I thought, no boats anywhere in sight. I guess Covid got everyone. Then I heard the yellow warbler, and saw it. I talked to it, and it came down closer to me. “Mr Warbler, looks like there's not many people left here. I know you were probably wondering where they all went.” I didn't understand what he said, but I'm sure he was happy to see someone. Most likely he hasn't seen anyone in a very long time. My heart felt very happy to have seen him and had this visit. The lilac was in bloom and was smelling very nice. Looks like some more swallows have made a nest nearby. I took time to smell the Lilacs very close. I wanted to go out to the end before turning back. As I got closer to the end, I could see the tree at the very end looked different. Two of the branches were gone. I am sure weather must have done that. Maybe got hit by lightning, or just old age had weakened its limbs. It looked like someone sitting down there. It could be my imagination, just hoping to see someone can do that. As I got closer, they stayed there, not moving. Looks like a woman, with dark brown hair.

I didn't want to scare her, so I cleared my throat. She turned around and smiled. She got up and came towards me. Then she stopped and looked around. “I've not seen you out here before, and I come out here every day.” I smiled at the thought that prior to forty years ago, I use to come out here as often as I could. I told her exactly that, and told her I would take many pictures on a nice summer day like this. “By the way, I'm Bud, and what is your name?” She looked to be in her forties, most likely just a child when I was frozen in time. “Call me Cassie, and I am alone, my parents and my baby brother Timmy passed from that nasty Covid.” “I know,” I said. She smiled and asked if I knew them. “No, I replied, “I didn't know them, but I knew that Covid took many people. The virus kept mutating because many were against the vaccine, and it kept getting stronger.” She had a thoughtful expression and then said “It's stupid, people fighting people, when they should have been fighting the virus together.” Then she smiled, and I could have sworn she was the most beautiful Butterfly I've ever seen. I said “yes, people can be stupid and stubborn.” “You know, Bud, their deaths won over Covid, but now they are not here to enjoy it.” I never thought about it that way, but she's right. I guess without people, everyone is automatically social distancing.

I asked Cassie if she lived around here, and she said she lives down 1^st Avenue South. I told her I lived at the Harbor Tower. She made a frown and said “I didn't think anyone lived there. I was by there a few years ago, and nobody was there.” I told her forty years ago, many people lived there, and I knew many of them.” I didn't realize how sad I was, and that a tear had fallen. Then I felt her finger touching my face. “Don't worry Bud, I'll be your friend.” I was lost for words, but when I found them, I thanked her for saying that.

“You can never have too many friends int his world today, because there aren't many people,” Cassie said as she smiled. I laughed, because she was right. How can you have many friends without many people.

“Bud, how come I never seen you here before? Why did you stop coming here if you enjoyed it so much?”

“Well, I guess I better tell you the truth, forty years ago I was frozen in some sort of Medical place, and I recently thawed out. I guess they were preserving me like Jam” I said as I thought about how jam would be preserved.

She smiled and said she loved Strawberry jam. I told her I liked Apricot jam better. She made a face of disgust. Oh well, everyone has their own tastes.

“Cassie, did you see the man in the Hammock in the park?” I asked her. “Oh yes,” She laughed “Mr Whistletree.” I asked if that was his real name. She said it was because when he slept his nose would whistle and the birds in the tree would answer.” I laughed so hard.

“Cassie, I'm getting hungry, so I am going home, to get something to eat. Can we meet here again sometime?” I asked. She smiled and said “Bud, I am here every afternoon, I'd love to talk with you some more.” She gave me a hug before I left, and I almost didn't want to go after finding a kindred soul here on the Island. As I walked away, maybe we can go exploring the city to see if anyone else survived.

2061 (part 4)

After a good night's sleep, I woke up to a dark rainy day. So much for the island today. Oh well, it isn't going to rain forever. I didn't mind the rain so much, I just didn't like being out in the thunder and lightning.

As I looked out my window, normally I'd see people running from their vehicle to a building, or vice versa. These days all I see, are seagulls. It always made me feel less lonely when I saw people outside taking part in sociable activities. Doing their everyday things. Damn Covid took them all away. Well, almost. I still had Cassie and old Mr Whistletree. I'm sure she wouldn't be on the Island today.

I decided to take the elevator down to the first floor. It seemed so odd not to see anybody here at all. I found myself gazing out the window, hoping to see someone. Anyone!

Oh, it looks like someone is in the Smoke Shack. Must be my imagination, but I better check it out just in case it might be someone. It was pouring out, so I had to run for it, but that rain felt good. A shower for my willpower. When I got there I could see who it was, “Cassie!”

“Hi Bud!” “I know I probably shouldn't be out in this weather, but I had to come see you, I needed company on this day. You see, my Mom passed away 10 years ago today. She was on the ventilator, and she just slipped away in the night. Bud, I prayed that would happen, so she wouldn't suffer any more. I felt so bad I thought that way.”

I could see tears in Cassie's eyes, and wanted to comfort her in some way. “Cassie, I am so sorry to hear this.” “But you know, you prayed for her suffering to end, and when you love someone, there is nothing wrong with that.”

I sat down next to her and told her about how I prayed for some of my family when they were going through suffering before they died.

Even after 40 years this Smoke Shack still smelled like an ashtray. So I invited Cassie up to my apartment.

She told me she's never been in the Tower, but she heard there were a lot of druggies and drunks living here. I told her “Not anymore.” She smiled at that one. I told her in 2021, there may have been a few who liked their beer, and there many who smoked cigarettes, but they kind of cut down on those who smoked anything else.

Arriving at my apartment, I opened the door and she followed behind me. I knew it, the first thing she wanted to see was out the window. “Oh Bud, you have a great view!” Yes, even on a rainy day, you couldn't beat my view. But on a sunny day, or even a beautiful sunrise morning, it was the best. Then she asked if those were all my CDs and if I listened to them all. I said “Yes, I sure have, because I love music.”

“Oh, you like the Beatles!” She was looking them over, and then frowned. “Did you know Paul passed away several years ago.” I was sorry to hear that, but I know nobody lives forever. “He had one big hit that went high on the music charts, and when it got there, his heart gave out. He was ninety something years old. His wife was by his side and gave him one last kiss before he passed.” I thought about that, because I knew love never dies.

She wanted to look around, so I told her to feel free to look around. She looked in my bedroom. “Oh My God Bud! You like a lot of things. So many books too. Bud, why do you keep all this stuff?” I wish I had an answer to that. But truthfully, it was the things I loved. I always planned on getting rid of the things I wouldn't read, watch, or use again, but just never got around to it. That is what I told her. She just smiled, and looked around some more.

I asked her if she was thirsty and she said she was, but didn't want to say anything. So I pulled out two bottles of water from the fridge and gave her one. I watched as she gulped down at least half of it.

She walked to the window, while I took a bathroom break. When I returned she called out to me. “Bud, come here quick!” I looked out and there was this beautiful rainbow out the window, from the Municipal Dock to Aronson Island. “Bud, where that Rainbow goes down on the Island, is where I like to sit and just let my mind wander.” I smiled, because I did that often myself.

“Bud, where is your camera?” I grabbed it right next to my printer, and aimed and took a picture out the window. I took a few shots. “Bud, let me see them.” I let her look, and she smiled and said they turned out beautifully.

We talked about many things before she went home, and we knew if tomorrow was nice, we'd be going for a bike ride to explore Escanaba and see if anyone else was alive.

2061 (Part 5)

The next day couldn't have turned out better. It was a beautiful sunrise out my window. In fact it was beautiful out some of my neighbors windows as well. Which reminded me, I'd have to have Cassie help me haul down their bodies with the flat bed dolly. Skeletons everywhere looked kind of creepy. Covid took them all. I hope they enjoyed the Sunrises and beautiful view like I did, while they were still alive.

I was just finishing my breakfast when Cassie walked in. She was dressed for a bike ride and had her backpack on. I finished my breakfast and made sure there was enough air in my tires, and we headed down to be on our adventure for the day. My backpack was rather light, but who knows, by the end of the day, it might just be heavier. Cassie had a beautiful blue bike, and as she got on it, I could see she felt like I did as we rode our bikes. Free to let it take us wherever we wanted to go.

Our main goal today was to check out Elmer's, and some of the downtown stores on the way.

As we rode our bikes down Ludington Street, it was very dead. I knew we'd find more human remains in the stores. We walked in St.Vincent De Paul's and found several skeletons there. No good bargains in the end, Covid took them too. I was caught up thinking of all the people who passed from Covid, and almost was in tears. Cassie grabbed my hand and lead me to the front door. “C'Mon Bud, let's not let the past bring down our future.” She was right. I needed to live in the now. What a strange and different place Escanaba has become. I know many places must be like Escanaba now.

We biked down 2^nd Avenue North, and I stopped to look at the house I grew up in on North 14^th Street. When I lived there it was white. When my Niece Rhonda bought it, she had it painted it butterscotch. Now it had a really nice green coat of paint. I thought it looked really nice. I explained to Cassie that this is where I grew up. She said she use to ride by here when she was much younger.

We rode by Sav Mor and it looked pretty dead as well. No sign of life anywhere. I kept looking hoping to find someone crossing the road either on foot or in a car or on a bike. Nothing! I could see Cassie looking as well. She smiled at me, and I knew she was trying to make me feel better. I knew she was disappointed as well.

We were almost to Elmer's when I decided we should check out the Police station. I peeked in and looked around, and Cassie went down to check the other side. She returned to tell me she found a couple bodies back where she came from, but nowhere else. “I guess even the police are human” I frowned. Cassie responded “I have faith that we will find someone somewhere, if we keep looking.” I hope she was right.

We got to Elmer's and entered. There were about four Self Checkouts there. I remembered when they first started setting them up. It may be the future, but I didn't care for them at all. I didn't want Elmer's to be like all the other places. But they were. Funny I should say that, but now Cassie and I would have to use the Self Checkout. Nobody was working, and no bodies were found. Someone must have removed the bodies.

Cassie and I split up to get the foods we needed at home, and when we met up in front, it just seemed so odd not to pay for anything. It almost felt like stealing. As I was leaving, I looked up at Elmer's picture and said “Sorry Elmer, it seems like all your workers are gone, and I'll take what I need and if ever anyone returns, I'll pay what is needed. Sorry to see the store this way.” Cassie turned to me and said “I'm sure he understands, and look” she pointed at his picture, “he's smiling.” I knew he always had that smile when it came to customers, but it was nice of her to say. We went across the highway, which seemed so dead. Usually it was so hard to cross, but no cars moving at all. There are always people that we may not get along with, but I sure do miss the life that was here. Seeing the cars going places, people going into stores, and so much more.

We went into Aldi's and Meijer and they were the same. Not a soul in sight. After that we headed home. Cassie gave me a hug, and she said she had to get home.

2061 (Part 6)

It was a beautiful summer afternoon that Cassie came to my door, saying we should spend the afternoon out at the Island. It would have been my idea anyway, but she beat me to it. I almost didn't bring my camera, but Cassie pointed it out to me. “Bud, don't give up doing what you've always enjoyed.” Without anyone alive that we knew of, and nobody on the internet, that I knew of, I didn't see any sense in taking pictures for nobody but us. Then again, maybe there is somewhere where someone is alive. It made me wonder if there are survivors somewhere, who may be going through the same thing we are.

In forty years, you'd think the grass would be much longer. Then it dawned on me, someone must be cutting the grass. I must have said it out loud, because Cassie answered. “Yes, there was!” I looked at her. She smiled. “Bud, I love this place! I used the lawn mower from home.” I told her that was a lot of work. She said it was easy with a sit down Lawn mower.

“You know Bud, you can have anything in the city you want, who's going to stop you” Cassie said with a smile. “It still feels like stealing to me” I replied. “Now Bud, the Downtown Merchants would have gladly given you anything knowing you are keeping the city looking great.” I guess she had a point there.

I realized then that she might have stolen it too. But I wasn't going to bring it up, because there was nobody around to pay at the store, and without anyone around, money was useless.

As we walked down the sidewalk to the end of the island, I could see Cassie's excitement in each step. The island tends to do that to everyone. It's a peaceful joy and happiness by just being out here. We had locked up our bikes so we could enjoy the walk to the end. Cassie had really done a great job of keeping this place looking great.

As we got closer to the end, I looked at Cassie and realized how beautiful she really was. She was much younger than I. I was actually 101 years old, but having been frozen in time, I may look 40 years younger. She must have been on my wavelength because right then she took my right hand in her left one. I must admit the human touch of a warm hand felt good. I just hope her warm hand doesn't thaw me out too much, or I might age to 101 real fast or possible die before I reach that age.

“Come sit by the water with me Bud!” she said as we reached the end. I did, and there was so much peace and warmth in the air. I could hear a woodpecker pecking away at some tree not far away. Seagulls were flying overhead.

I looked down the path to the beach and noticed another hut by the shore. This one seemed to be a bit bigger than previous ones I've seen out there. I mentioned it to Cassie and she said it wasn't here yesterday.

We both got up at the same time and headed down the path to the beach side of the Island.

As we got closer, I could see it was a good sized hut. I was thinking they must have kept busy at it all night long.

Cassie knocked on the door, but there didn't seem to be an answer. Maybe they were away, possibly getting some home things from the stores. All of a sudden I saw movement coming down the beach. I couldn't tell, but I think it was a dark haired woman. Nope, as they kept getting closer, I could see it was a long haired man. We waved at him and he waved back. He was almost up to us, and it looked like he was smiling.

“It's great to see other people, other than the man sitting in his hammock” he said. We smiled at that. We saw on the beach he had a log carved into a couch, and so we sat on it and talked with him. We came to the conclusion he must have come mid afternoon to build it, because Cassie had gone home about that time.

We found out our new friend was Abzuko. I thought it was a strange name for a Yooper, and then he explained it was just a shortened version of Abraham Zukeau. It sounded French to me. He said it was, but his Dad changed the name completely, but still wanted it to be French sounding. He told us that he decided this year to build a summer hut on the island and just come out here for the day. We found out his whole family died of the Omicron variant of Covid. Cassie spoke up and said that is what killed her family too. I was thinking, it probably killed my family too. I had heard about it just before I was frozen in time. That is what made them decide to freeze me. In some ways I wish they didn't. It just doesn't seem right with all my friends and family gone. Although I do like Cassie, and this Abzuko seems like a nice guy.

We must have talked until it started getting darker out, and I was getting hungry. So Cassie and I thanked him and said we would stop by again tomorrow. When I got home, I made myself a Turkey sandwich. Cassie had gone home for the night, and gave me a hug before she left. It was another day that was not wasted. It was great to have her around.

2061 (Part 7)

Cassie and I met today downtown, and we searched through the buildings to see if anyone was around. We still had that hope of finding someone who had survived the virus. But when we were done, we didn't find anyone. We knew it was a possibility, and yet we wished that we would find someone. When I was growing up, the downtown area was well populated. In later years, it had died down quite a bit. Now it was downright dead. All because of the virus. I didn't like seeing Escanaba like this. I love Escanaba! People made it a great place to be. Cassie must have noticed the look on my face, because she grabbed my hand and held it in hers. I smiled at her and thanked her. I told her I was thinking of how Escanaba use to be. I'm just happy that the virus didn't kill the beauty. It will make the rest of our life much better by enjoying what we've always enjoyed here.

I kept thinking of all the people fighting among themselves over the right thing to do. If they had been vaccinated and wore their masks and kept up on the protocol, then they would have had a fighting chance of still being alive today.

I remember before I was frozen several family members and friends thought I was doing a stupid thing by being frozen in time. It was most likely the most daring thing, even crazier than when I went to Washington state. I wonder what they would say, if they knew I survived Ice-Elation for forty years. What good was being right, when they were all gone. At least in Heaven they were free from any virus. Without people here populating and spreading it, Cassie and I were free from it too. I gladly would have wore any mask or gown or shield, just to have all my family and friends back. But we can't go back in time, except in memory.

I felt a squeeze on my hand and became aware we were arrive at the Municipal Dock. It still looked as beautiful as ever. Cassie thought this would be the best medicine right now. She was right, and it was. We wouldn't see any boats out on the water, But we did see some butterflies that were flying around. One landed on Cassie's arm and stayed there for the longest time. That has never happened to me. She says it happens to her often and sometimes even dragonflies land. I was amazed. We sat down on a bench and realized all the things that wouldn't be happening. We didn't have the 4^th of July Fireworks, and no U.P. State Fair. I would always take pictures at both events. It was fun! People made everything happen. The good and the bad. I just wished the good would have prevailed.

As we sat gazing, I noticed Cassie looking at me. It was a look I have seen before, but it had been so very long. Her face came closer and her lips touched mine in a gentle kiss. As her face moved back, I saw a smile on her face. “You may be much older than I, but I love your company” she said as I looked into her eyes and saw a glow that I had never seen there before. “Thank you for being here for me Bud,” she said and then I saw her get this far away look in her eyes. Kind of like she was seeing something I didn't see. “They've come for me,” she said softly. Did I hear right. She said “you won't have long to wait.” Wait for what? Who's come for her? As I watched her, a bright light was in place as her body began to fade. And then she was no more.

What just happened? I know she was here, I seen her. I talked to her. She kissed me. Where did she go? Heaven?

I am alone now. Now I must face my worst nightmare. Being alone. But she said “I won't have long to wait.” What did she mean by that?

I went on several days pondering that same question, how long is not long. I found out one day out at the end of Aronson Island. I was sitting watching some Cedar Waxwings in a tree, when all of a sudden, I saw people surrounding me. Not just any people, everyone I had ever known. And then I spotted her. No, not Cassie, the one I had been missing for over 40 years. My Twin Flame, the soul that made my soul whole. The girl I spent every night with for many years. I read books to her, and she made me smile and the happiest anyone could be. She came up to me, and smiled. “I've been waiting for you.” I could see many familiar faces behind her, but she got to be first. I saw Cassie and she looked that way too. “I sent her to you, so you wouldn't be lonely.” “Now you are mine all mine.” I was in Heaven. And I had a chance to catch up with everyone, many I hadn't seen in many years. It was so great to be home and with the ones I love. Although I do wonder, what will become of Earth now that there are no people there. I guess it doesn't matter. I'm right where I belong.

Other blog sites of mine to visit

The Beauty Of The Upper Peninsula Of Michigan (my Photos)

https://budlem.blogspot.com/?fbclid=IwAR33OfaFbJyP0AJEDus9PQlOK13Ro0AorEqcnCaGPJ4RTrM3MEH_CP4Sd-k

Bud's Poetry

https://budlem2001.blogspot.com/?fbclid=IwAR2FuXnnCIFw9dxkMfH0F-uvEJxDzgu1_wCnFx65Gnaj7I9rjl8QjZ559Cs

My Life's Story

https://budlem1017.blogspot.com/2019/11/my-lifes-story-by-bud-lemire.html?fbclid=IwAR3cw73U4lClgv8IoMnwRn2HnyD3rBQqt8LQMQKQRRlivOahkJNsLfoDsP4

My Life: Fun & Music

https://budlem21.blogspot.com/?fbclid=IwAR1z9YAGDFtJE-STCA8Bcc9x8qPLBCUw8u2ZMes3ejgbhmMtPzrjJbho6a8

Footprints In The Snow (my Ancestry aka Genealogy)

https://budlem121.blogspot.com/2020/04/footprints-in-snow.html

My Dad: Clarence Leo Lemire