And stand you to a Guinness with a tot o' Bushmills should we ever meet-You are so close- as in dancing, hand grenades and horse-shoes, where it really counts- Yup-- The gent headed back towards the farmhouse is a Finnish- and the gent headed toward the two-holer, he's probably a Russian.
I have some Finns for neighbors, also some Danes- although 90% of our rural area is good old Mick Irish- I study history quite a bit- if I have my facts right, Russia tried to conquor Finland in the Winter of 1940- and got their butts kicked- the country and the people there don't quit-probably the biggest % of Finnish and Swedish descendants in MI live in the UP- also gets some rugged winters-
Anyway, thanks for giving it a 'shot"--
