ON AN ISLAND, winter’s arrival is abrupt. It begins the moment the ferry can no longer break through the ice to reach the mainland, the moment the residents are cut off from the rest of the world until the spring thaw.
There is little warning. On Kelleys Island, the largest American-owned island in Lake Erie, the moment may come in the form of a call from the skipper of the Shirley-Irene (the ferry that shuttles people to Marblehead and back) to Rob Watkins at the Island Market.
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Posted by Dave at December 8, 2005 09:16 AM