Wednesday Joy and I went to the beach in Grand Haven, Michigan. For anyone who has lived along the coast, the thought of a freshwater beach seems strange. But it is really very nice. Grand Haven is both a coastal town and a Dutch village, with neatly painted rows of cottages, and tree lined thoroughfares. There is a boardwalk and a main street with some excellent restaurants.
The beach at Grand Haven State Park is one of the longest I have ever seen and one of the least developed. There is a small changing building with a hot dog stand and a small store. Other than that, it is just hundreds of feet of beach.
When we first got there, it was practically deserted, but by 2 o'clock, it was almost wall-to-wall people. Michiganers are like flowers in Alaska. In the small summer they have, they really bloom.
It was Joy's ida to go. I am glad I did, for her sake, she was so happy there, it was glorious to see her.
God gave me a wonderful woman and a wonderful day at the beach.
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