
First, a quick preview of where I was headed: Stevens Recreational Camp, deep in the woods and with roots back in the FDR days. This is as far from the sidewalk as you can get in the big north woods-7 miles down a rough logging road, and then the driving really gets tough. I was there for the November 15 opener of rifle season for deer. A full crew of 10 hunters showed up, most of them with years of employment in various divisions of GM. The patriarch of Stevens is Ham Peltier, a Michigan native who remembers when his dad joined the camp in 1953. T. Edward Nickens




















