Our favorite Escanaba sesquicentennial event was not the lumberjack show, the beard contest or Catte Adams. The Badwater Ski-ters won. Hands-down.
Even Papa Bob played spectator. 
And Maizey practiced her moves. Future Ski-ter?
The beautiful night and backdrop equaled a large turnout.
Super for the community.
Annnnnnd.. Maizey did more move practicing...
She was hooked.
Oh yeah -
I was there too.
And did I mention the costumes?
FLASH!
During lulls there was Grandma entertainment.
Always willing to sacrifice a shoe in exchange for a smile...
We love her!
Thanks Mama Grandma Betty!
ASIDE...So, Escanaba's sesquicentennial... It was a noble effort, put forth by individuals unaccustomed to planning large community events. Most everything we participated in or attended had a small-town, amateurish feel. Campy. (And not in a kitschy hipster way.) It was as though people volunteered their entertaining services and the organizers didn't want to hurt any feelings, so on the roster they went. Which, in my mind, is disappointing. A missed opportunity. But, I suppose a community could have worse qualities than being campy and "too nice." I am still a fiercely proud Escanaban!
