Sherman Yetty
Currently I’m working in an all night coffee shop / lunch-counter / gift shop in Grand Marais. Yea, you heard me right, Grand Marais, Michigan; so there’s no confusion. I’m the lucky one that got the betwixt and between shift, from dusk till dawn.
I’m the guy that’s wandering around the store at 3 AM with toothpicks propping up his eyelids. Looks a little weird, but it works. I was sitting in the front window thinking and watching the world go by. At 3 AM in Grand Marais, there’s a lot more thinking than world going by.
I spotted someone walking around the front of the Dunes Saloon and heading toward the shop. Under the street lamp I could see he carried snowshoes and had a backpack, though it looked like one of the old heavy canvas rucksacks.
He came in and sat down at t
