North Point Lighthouse
On a warm late summer night with surprisingly few insects to bother me I stood before this lighthouse on the western shore of Lake Michigan in Milwaukee, Wisconsin.
As the sun set slowly behind me and the sky darkened the yellow porch light came on. I thought it looked like the one last light left on the stage when a theater performance has ended and the actors and audience have gone home.
The top half of the lighthouse, still bathed in evening light, no longer used, it’s powerful light now dark and the keepers long gone as well leaving behind this legacy of a bygone era.
The light from the Fourth Order Fresnel lens pierced the darkness seventy-four feet above the landscape, one-hundred-seven feet above the water for the first time in 1855.
It is the highest lighthouse on the Great Lakes. The lighthouse, now a museum was fully operational until 1975 and is now included in the National Register of Historic Places.
On this evening I wondered about the men that kept the light burning and their families that endured harsh weather conditions to guide ships and keep them out of danger so long ago.
The past, gone now but not forgotten on a warm summer evening.
The porch light still on.
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