I’m home in Gaylord this week–the Alpine Village, situated on the 45th parallel, midway between the equator and the North Pole. This is also Alpenfest week, the 45th celebration–the 45th on the 45th. The queen’s pageant always brings back memories since I am a past queen–the 3rd in 1967. I found this picture of myself […]
daring to open doors
