The story is shared around campfires still and they will be continued to be told. The net won’t be forever. Campfires and stories have been around forever.
legend claims the name Tahquamenon means “root beer” and the color of the water is that of the special, sweet beverage a young Ojibway man created for his Indian Maiden. She loved him almost as much as she loved his root beer.
As Indian legends go, the young man met with a tragic early death on this river and so the Maiden will forever cry the brown-colored water because she misses him…and his root beer.
Armydog grew-up with the falls just down the road from the Mirand area
As I was telling the Armydog, he to has been around like forever
He normally just says ” get out”, well this time he sweetened his words
Pauly was there, Pauly who had the vegan chickens, ” Pauly, don’t talk to me”
He may move alittle slo these days, if he ever grabs a hold of you, well… you’ll wish he didn’t, now with his eyes back working good order, you can run, you’ll just die tired.
” you leaving already chance?” Bronson, I have go, don’t bother getting up
People may think I give him a hard time, the I see it, he started it I’ll explain
” you’ve got to be the ugliest Marine I’ve ever seen, and I seen a lot them, you mind if sit here?”.
Oscar G. Johnson VA
some words from Hávamál
“Be your friend’s true friend
return gift for gift
repay laughter with laughter again
But Betrayal earns treachery”
With all evil in the world today, may you find this posting like a rest stop along the road