It made me so happy to have Meghan along to visit some of our favorite spots in Door County. I felt a sense of fulfillment sharing these things with a close friend, and I also felt the desire to go farther. The outer lands themselves are actually an island, cut off from the rest of the peninsula by the Sturgeon Bay canal, and there are more islands out there.
We drove the winding road out to the end, to see the water named Death’s Door by mariners hundreds of years ago. It’s a place where many ships have been wrecked and many met a watery grave. This is where one catches the ferry to Washington Island. Etta asked if we would go there next year, and I said yes.
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I had asked for a sign that Kathy Krilyno, my departed friend who you knew well, was happy in her new heavenly home since 2001. This would have been her 70th birthday on earth had she stayed longer. I see your posting of Death’s Door at the water’s edge as the sign as Kathy loved the water’s edge anywhere, especially near her home in Westbrook,Ct. We’ll all meeet again. Like to see your blog reports. Hi to Etta & kitty