Fairy tales do come true.
His 78th birthday probably put Earl Young in a nostalgic mood. There aren't many boulders left for Charlevoix's ageless patriach of creative magic to weave into temples of natural wonder. Anyway, when I hurdled the stone wall and plodded up the hill I found him sitting in the picture window going through a box of dusty memories. The cover was done in quiet, tasteful heavy stock. On the first page was a story tracing the history of Charlevoix's public school system.