Missing Trish
So much energy, humanity, humility, and humor... Trish was the most reliable, genuine, and hard-working person I ever met, and she is deeply missed.
People with cottages have the gift of having a home life, and an away life. The cottage often provides a getaway, an escape from... well, whatever. Often, owners of both leave "the city" and upon arriving "up north" (in Michigan, anyway), they cross the cottage threshold and emit sighs of relief, both literal and figurative.
They can relax.
And so it was for Trish, I think. She worked hard at both abodes, for sure. But I believe the lake lifted her spirits, what with the sunsets, sunrises, boat rides, entertaining friends and family, communing with loons and swans and hummingbirds, pursuing fine dining (both home and "out"), and just generally enjoying the great outdoors and its all-embracing laid-back ambience.
Thank you for that gift, Erwin "Erv" Bettinghuaus, Ph.D., who we lost July 7, 2025. Trish loved you greatly. We are all in your debt.
Life for Trish up north was mostly on Intermediate Lake, but also at many other stops around the region, and often on the water. Here, on the Inland Waterway, with her beloved Bruce, just north of Alanson, MI on the Crooked River on Aug. 31, 2008:
I would be remiss if I did not include the very next frame on the camera roll, a companion shot, that of cousin Dave photo-bombing in his typical quiet and unassuming way (side note, Dave had an uncanny ability to roust Tammy, sweet Trish's salty alter-ego, with Dave deserving a more-often-than-not display of her middle finger):



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