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Letters 08-31-2015

Inalienable Rights This is a response to the “No More State Theatre” in your August 24th edition. I think I will not be the only response to this pathetic and narrow-minded letter that seems rather out of place in the northern Michigan that I know. To think we will not be getting your 25 cents for the movie you refused to see, but more importantly we will be without your “two cents” on your thoughts of a marriage at the State Theatre...

Enthusiastically Democratic Since I was one of the approximately 160 people present at when Senator Debbie Stabenow spoke on August 14 in Charlevoix, I was surprised to read in a letter to Northern Express that there was a “rather muted” response to Debbie’s announcement that she has endorsed Hillary Clinton for president...

Not Hurting I surely think the State Theatre will survive not having the homophobic presence of Colleen Smith and her family attend any matinees. I think “Ms.” Smith might also want to make sure that any medical personnel, bank staff, grocery store staff, waiters and/or waitress, etc. are not homosexual before accepting any service or product from them...

Stay Home I did not know whether to laugh or cry when I read the letter of the extremely homophobic, “disgusted” writer. She now refuses to patronize the State Theatre because she evidently feels that its confines have been poisoned by the gay wedding ceremony held there...

Keep Away In response to Colleen Smith of Cadillac who refused to bring her family to the State Theatre because there was a gay wedding there: Keep your 25 cents and your family out of Traverse City...

Celebrating Moore And A Theatre I was 10 years old when I had the privilege to see my first film at the State Theatre. I will never forget that experience. The screen was almost the size of my bedroom I shared with my older sister. The bursting sounds made me believe I was part of the film...

Outdated Thinking This letter is in response to Colleen Smith. She made public her choice to no longer go to the State Theater due to the fact that “some homosexuals” got married there. I’m not outraged by her choice; we don’t need any more hateful, self-righteous bigots in our town. She can keep her 25 cents...

Mackinac Pipeline Must Be Shut Down Crude oil flowing through Enbridge’s 60-yearold pipeline beneath the Mackinac Straits and the largest collection of fresh water on the planet should be a serious concern for every resident of the USA and Canada. Enbridge has a very “accident” prone track record...

Your Rights To Colleen, who wrote about the State Theatre: Let me thank you for sharing your views; I think most of us are well in support of the first amendment, because as you know- it gives everyone the opportunity to express their opinions. I also wanted to thank Northern Express for not shutting down these types of letters right at the source but rather giving the community a platform for education...

No Role Model [Fascinating Person from last week’s issue] Jada quoted: “I want to be a role model for girls who are interested in being in the outdoors.” I enjoy being in the outdoors, but I don’t want to kill animals for trophy...

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Historic Cottages of Glen Lake by Barabara Siepker

Elizabeth Kane Buzzelli - February 23rd, 2009
Historic Cottages of Glen Lake
Text: Barbara Siepker.
Photographs: Dietrich Floeter
Leelanau Press; $50



It is a bit like entering a dream, to open Historic Cottages of Glen Lake, and come across comfortable old places; meet the visionary families who built their residences along the shores of a lovely Northern Michigan lake so long ago. What struck me first was that the photographs, by Dietrich Floeter of Traverse City, were in black and white, not the sepia tones I was seeing. It was my imagination—the sepia. My own warming addition of memory and soft summer days to a book that allows for nostalgia.
But nothing is frozen in time here. These are Glen Lake cottages where people still live, or visit, on long summer vacations. Six of the 50 cottages pictured are owned by the original families, down to the fourth generation.
None of these are museum pieces, recreated for an audience. The fireplaces are smudged with soot; the tables await big breakfasts; family photographs and children’s artwork sit on tables, hang on walls; and folded afghans wait for a cool evening, for the stillness of dusk, when one can sit on a porch curled up with a book.
It isn’t hard to visualize the families of these homes. The William and Elizabeth Walker house has two stories and is built of wood, with narrow lap-siding. Inside, the stucco plastered walls are trimmed with thick rope moldings. The living room has a fieldstone chimney. There is a dining room, kitchen, office, and four bedrooms—room for a lot of people. The house was built in the 1870s, when Walker established a cranberry business based on the cranberry bog along the east side of M-22, between Glen Arbor and Glen Lake.

THE APOGEE OF LIFE
Robert Worthington, who grew up in Birchworth, the Worthington’s cottage, later said of his life there, “The apogee of life is sitting on the dock in the sunshine at Glen Lake. Everything else declines from there, other life experiences are not important.”
For many years the Worthington’s ran Tonawathya, a resort on the west shore of the lake.
One of the most charming of the pictured homes is Bray Cottage. The family, from Chicago, built the house in 1914. Today, floral upholstery and drapes brighten the living room. Oriental carpets, garlands and wreaths, round mirrors and period lamps add personality. Family photos fill the mantle while candles, small chests and a copper tub filled with wood give the home its sense of warmth. The photos, even in black and white, come to life. Love of place is evident, as if a family member waited behind the photographer, arms crossed, critical of a slumping pillow or an uneven picture frame. There is nothing of calculated shabby chic here. The home is real, welcoming, and doesn’t fear showing its pedigree.
In the Fralick-Lehmann cottage, there has been no effort to change the bare wood walls, nor clean the soot from the stone fireplace. The room seen is filled with pianos and a large round table for gatherings. It isn’t difficult to hear the music, nor the laughter.
What I love best about these cottages is the well-used look of them. Not decay, certainly, and not neglect—but use. Bare fixtures hang above ornate beds placed against bare wood walls with exposed studs. There are baskets of wood and simple cases for books. There are squat andirons, paintings, photographs, simply framed drawings, and original pieces left from the first days, when the cottages were new.

THE PEOPLE WITHIN
Barbara Siepker’s comments give context to the homes and the people. In one family photo, women, in long-sleeved white blouses and long black skirts, pose leaning amiably together. In another photo a boy sits in a rowboat waiting to go fishing. In another, a four-year-old rides a log. And there is the snapshot of Margaret Mercer, a slim and decorous young woman in long, white pants, posing on the porch of Mercer Cottage with her floppy hat, full make-up, and a shotgun cradled in one arm.
In the Weese Cottage, bare walls set a mood of life stripped to the bone. There is no fuss here, only impeccable bare surfaces, bare floors, woven rugs. There seems to be an emphasis on a woman’s time—to be with her family, enjoy the out of doors, and be free of chores seen to elsewhere; in the months before the freedom of a Michigan cottage.
Time, as the ephemeral background to life, isn’t caught, as if in amber, on these pages. It seems more that layer upon layer of years, more paint, new design, and new inventions, don’t even matter. It is the families. It is the living well enough. We are lucky to be given access to these cottages, small glimpses into our shared past and present, with their spun-sugar Victorian wicker, and rows of rocking chairs along a wide porch. All the parts are here: a table for food, a chair for rest, fire for warmth, a bed for sleep, and hints of story. People have changed here, loved, lost, and mourned. It is this inherent life, not the historic or monetary values, which appeals most in this book, chosen one of the Michigan Library’s Notable Books of 2008.
Because not all of the homes pictured still exist, Barbara Siepker sounds a note of warning, “These once vibrant dwellings are now endangered and disappearing from our landscape as lakefront prices, property taxes, and renovation costs increase, especially when ownership is transferred.”
Dietrich Floeter used a wide-view camera, hoping to reproduce photographs such as would have been taken when the cottages were first built. It worked. They are as alive today as when first built, maybe even better.

Elizabeth Kane Buzzelli’s novel, Dead Floating Lovers, will be in bookstores in July.


 
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