Message from Pete

naasko's (wally and viola) who lived on us-41 in their old age next to a steep cliff which separated their home from lake superior were a neat couple. after he died she moved to county hospital to spend her last remaining years. when i visited her she related of her growing up experiences in liminga. one thing she mention which stuck in my mind being it is christmas time was her going by horse and sleigh to the liminga church sunday school program. probably in the 30's. hay was put down in the sled bottom and a blanket over the hay to keep at least some of the hay from their church clothes. the horse had a bell which jingled with each step of the journey. they sang christmas carols along the way. remembering this when i took several grandchildren to liminga program on a moon lit nite. i shut off the lights and told the kids to open all the windows, then picture a horse sled ride, listen to the horses hoofs and the sleigh bell ring. then i shut the car motor off and coasted along liminga road toward the school house. what especially came to mind was that times changes, transportation changes, many things change, but we know that one thing will never change. we know in our hearts what will never change.