Mary Louise Higgins was the tenth of fourteen children born to Elisha Albion Higgins and Susan Mabel Davis. If my count is correct that makes her the little one covering her eyes. Continue reading A Farm Girl from Wisconsin
I hope you enjoy this small glimpse into a house that became a home to many1211 Hill Street, Petoskey, Michigan When the Donald & Dorothy Price Family moved to Petoskey, Michigan, they bought a house on Hill Street. This is Dorothy’s photo album of the changes to the outside that they made. I will add a few more to hers at the end, so it is kept up to date. The garden in 1957Snow in front yard in the winter of 19599 Feb 1967 Donald and Dorothy’s 45th Anniversary The house as it is today, a nice dark green with white trim Continue reading The House on Hill Street
When you take a little time to look over your mother’s photographs and try to recall the many different things she told you over the years, you sometimes spot the little girl in her. Continue reading ~ Joanne Marie ~
One day, while Donna was ice-skating with her beau, Les decided to pick the boy up and throw him in a snowbank and rush off with his girl. Continue reading i take my chances, every chance i get
Here is a man I heard about all my life but never knew.
My grandfather spent his whole life in the little village of Harbor Springs, Michigan. Continue reading The Man of the Howse
Today she would have been 113 years old. As it was, she lived to be 100 years old. This Matriarch lived a full life surrounded by her family and taking care of children the majority of her years. Continue reading Dorothy Andrus Crane Price
Shortly after my birth, my parents were living down in Mount Pleasant, Michigan so my father could go to college to become a High School biology teacher. In the summer they went back home to Harbor Springs, Michigan.
Dad had grown up just kitty corner from where the shop was located and having a sweet tooth himself was happy to take employment there.
Every summer thereafter our family went back to this little summer resort and Dad worked making sweet cream fudge, brittles and caramel chews. As time went by Randall Crump preferred to make mostly hand-dipped chocolates and let Dad handle the rest of the candies.
Mr. Crump was a retired Architect who wanted to make candy and had been taught the art one summer in Charlevoix, Michigan by a candymaker there.
As the years went along Dad decided to open a store of his own in Frankenmuth, Michigan. When Mr. Crump heard this idea he made Dad an offer and our small family held a council. It was decided to move full-time up north where the candy store soon became Dad’s and he changed the name to Howse’s Candy Haus.
Mr. Crump didn’t have a son and his daughters were not interested in the business. Dad lost his father when he was fourteen to cancer so he and Mr. Crump had formed a close relationship, which continued to his death.
After several years Dad decided to stop teaching and keep the store open year round.
All twelve of us kids and several family members and friends have worked at the store. Dad opened shop in Florida, Provo, Utah and Park City, Utah. Later, we opened a shop in Nauvoo, Illinois and Bethany and her husband opened a shop in Orem, Utah.
After many years and too many miles, Dad sold the Harbor Springs business to my brother Chris Howse ~ he and his family are the only family running a fudge shop today.
Tiny batches of the sweet stuff are made by many descendants today on their own little marble tables at home. The grandchildren and great grandchildren are able to enjoy a bit of the smell of chocolate melting over the stove and watch in awe as the fudge begins to take shape, knowing as they do, that samples will shortly be melting in their mouths.