It's not easy to combine chocolate and history. But you know what? I was able to thread that needle Monday night.
I wrote in here Monday about driving down to Escanaba over the weekend to buy chocolate at Aldi. That, however, wasn't the only reason we headed south for a couple of hours. The other was to scope out a road named after (we believe) the family of a Trenary man who died while fighting in World War II. There isn't much information available on Ralph Skinner, but what Loraine has found has been amazing, and it's been a story I've wanted to tell—in one form or another—for a while now.
On TV Monday, I finally had the chance.--
Loraine's still digging into the whole saga, and she (we) hope to come across, if nothing else, a picture of Skinner better than the horrid one I used in the spot (taken from a microfilm of a picture from a 1938 edition of the Escanaba Daily Press). With a better picture, I think I could tell the story better, although I hope I captured the spirit of it all Monday night.
If nothing else, I was able to, for perhaps the first time, combine history and chocolate into one little project. The fact that Ralph Skinner's story is so amazing was just the topping on the whole thing.
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