"Northern Michigan was not where your read about nature, it was where you lived with and in it. It was a place where bare feet replaced shoes and where the sounds you heard at night were the wind and birds, not the hum of a crowded suburb. Michigan was also a place of local color where real 'Indians' lived and ... Read morewhere the legacy of the wild lumber era was still palatable. And, especially for Ernest, it was a place of solitude. Throughout his life he needed and sought private time to think and contemplate. In Michigan's forests and streams he spent hours - very often alone - observing and experiencing." - From the Introduction" Show Less