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Page 33 Alice & Bob Lindsay on their honeymoon. Grandma visiting in the "fantail," which was the area designated for crew members to gather, get some fresh air, and relax. They weren't allowed to mingle on deck with the passengers." Barry Byrwa, of Livonia, told of an extended day trip. "My first and last experience was aboard the SOUTH AMERICAN in the summer of 1967. My father, a Ford employee for 26 years, wanted my sister and a friend to experience Bob-Lo for an afternoon of fun. Little did I know we were in for more than anticipated. We boarded at the Bob-Lo boat dock, and as I'd been to Bob-Lo before, I didn't think anything of it until I noticed that people had luggage. I said to my dad that Bob-Lo guests didn't spend the night on the island, but by that time he was engaged in conversation with a woman who later turned out to be an English teacher, with a group from Flat Rock High School, I think. They were going to Montreal and Expo '67. My family and I did not become concerned until we steamed right past Bob-Lo. We went immediately to see the captain. "My Dad wanted a row boat, but that was not going to be allowed. The Captain said we can not stop, and that we would have to stay on board until the SOUTH AMERICAN'S first stop, which was Buffalo, N.Y.. The Captain gave us a cabin, we had dinner with him at his table, and breakfast with him the next morning. "My friend called his mother on the ship-to-shore phone and said, "Ma, I am out to sea and won't be home for days." It was more like the next day, when we returned to Detroit by Greyhound bus. It was a funny enough story that it was published in the newspaper back then." A familiar story is told by Kathleen Lindsay of Detroit. "My Mom and Dad, Alice and Bob Lindsay, took a honeymoon cruise on the S.S. NORTH AMERICAN in July of 1931. They left from Chicago with stops in Mackinac Island, Canada, Detroit, and Niagara Falls. On Sunday they stopped in Detroit. They attended church at Sts Peter and Paul Church on Jefferson. Being from Chicago, little did my mother know that fifty five years later she would be living a few blocks away in Lafayette Park! "We moved to Detroit in 1943. I have fond memories of taking the boat to Put-in-Bay, Ohio. I was thrilled in 1947 when my parents took my sister and me on a weekend cruise on the D&C Line's GREATER DETROIT to Niagara Falls and back. When the ship docked in Detroit, Dad said "I think the Tigers are playing," and off we went to the game at Briggs Stadium. What a great way to relax and have fun." Stories of the D&C Line steamers were plentiful. Dearborn resident Bob Brasie wrote in great detail about a trip he took as a child. "One day in midsummer we drove down to Detroit, to the foot of Woodward, to get on the GREATER DETROIT for an overnight trip to Buffalo. The ticket office was a visual marvel to me, being eleven at the time, given the walls were adorned with many half models of a variety of vessels and ships. "We watched our car disappear into a large black opening in the side of the ship just as we were boarding. Our starboard side cabin was small, with two sets of built in bunks, a tiny lavatory with toilet and sink, and a square window that had upper and lower sashes that could be individually lowered or raised to obtain ventilation that was somewhat