William S Crowe"When I landed at Manistique from the Goodrich Line's City of Ludington at exactly midnight, May 29th 1893, I stepped into a strange new world such as I had never seen or even dreamed of. I was only seventeen and had lived for two years on a cattle rnch on the treeless plains of eastern Colorado northeast of Fort Lupton. I had never seen a ship, a large body of water, a sawmill, or even a big tree. The screaming saws in five big mills, running twenty-four hours a day; the scent of new lumber and the pine woods; the hoarse whistles of lake steamers; the tall masts of lumber schooners in the harbor; and the flickering flames and red glow from the open burners reflected across the water and in the sky against the dark and somber background of the immense forest when they discovered a new and unexplored area. I could hardly wait for morning to dawn." Read More Read Less