Dear McIntyre family,
Where do I start? I owe so much of who I am and who I have become to your father, grandfather, husband. I believe I was about nine or ten when my mother started cleaning the Michigan Ave. house in Charlevoix. Mac was the most generous person I have ever met and has done so many wonderful things not only for my mother by employing her, but by taking us in as a part of your family. Being able to be a part of your's and Mac's life has made me a better person and also a more generous one as well. I never knew either of my grandfathers, but at times it felt as though Mac was one for me. I know it's a tough time for you all, but please know it's because of generous people like Mac and the rest of your family that a small town girl dreamed big and followed those dreams. Mac, thank you for believing in my mother as a person so that she could believe in me. You've been a great role model for all who knew you. It's never goodbye but as the Lakotas out here in South Dakota say, "Toksa Ake". See ya later!