Gilmore Museum
For many years, I've driven by the Gilmore just outside of Hickory Corners, MI, on the way to Gull Lake. By many, I mean a lot. Since my dad had his trailerable sailboat, so, had to be in the late 1970s. Back when we had our blue-and-white Chevvy Blazer. With the removable back seat we used in the backyard of our first house on Greenway to watch Magic in Jud's glory season, enjoying an unseasonably warm spring. But, I digress... Every now and again we'd drive by and there would be a "meet" of some sort. These are events at which people show their cars (of whatever flavor: British, hot rod, American icons, etc.) and camp on the grounds. A lot of people camped on the spacious grounds. There were rows and rows of vehicles and campsites. So when Smithsonian sponsored a "free day at the museum" event at member museums across America, Linda's membership at the Smithsonian covered our entry fees. Why not have a free day, and scout it out as a potent...