Nonres:
Way back when, 1975 I think, I spent from about Labor Day till just after Thanksgiving in the UP. Wow, what a place and what a time of year to be there. I was working for the US Geological Survey. Our area was from Iron Mountain to Marquete to Copper Harbor/Houghton/Hancock and back to Ironwood. I was just a grunt and really wasn't sure why we were there but the locals were sure it was about project Sanguine. It was the Navy's plan to bury antena wire underground to provide comunications for their subs. Don't know if that ever happened or not, but the project was gonna rip the poop outa the forests so the Yoopers were kinda unfriendy. Can't say as I blame them. Our job was to run new "picture lines" for new sets of 7.5 minute maps. We would start at a known place (benchmark) and run a line (sometimes for several miles) to a place that was easily identifiable on aireal photographs. Most of the time it was a cross road or even "edge of vegitation". One point was a huge pine tree in the middle of a meadow. Looking back we should have done more star shots and set more bench marks, but it was cold and the guy I worked for was always in a hurry. I think he originated the term "close enough for goverment work". Anyway, to this day I still end every sentence with "eh" and I haven't had a decent pasty since Ishpeming.
The 'Bonker eh
