by Carin Tunney, Great Lakes Echo

Larry Stowitts said his mood was dreary during his first few days on an offshore lighthouse in 1959. He’d imagined a lawn to keep tidy and neighbors nearby.

Instead White Shoal Lighthouse offered a 72-square-foot concrete base and miles of open water.

Stowitts sometimes heard cars rumble across the distant Mackinac Bridge, but dry land was nowhere in sight.

He remembers the moment his mood finally shifted:

“There was a front porch on White Shoal, and the officer in charge came around, and he had a bucket and a brush in his hand and I thought, ‘Oh crap, I’m in trouble,’” Stowitts said.

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