Birders
Forty years ago my girlfriend and I took possession of Bird Rd. We were determined to make it...
Read MoreMy life in Ann Arbor began as a U-M freshman, when my mom and I filled her banana-yellow Volkswagen Rabbit with most of my belongings and drove up US-23 from my hometown of Columbus. Unfortunately, she couldn’t chauffeur...
Read MoreWe plan to gather at Island Park. We’ll have a fire in a brazier and invite dance, performance, and conversation among friends. I will present a dance about a firebird emerging from the heart of a tree. Just before the...
Read MoreOne ring? Ann Arbor has one ring road encircling it?Or, as lively as our city is, is it just a...
Read MoreOn July 4, 1978, fireworks lit up the night sky over Buhr Park. A crazy quilt of blankets covered...
Read MoreIt was the antlers that piqued my interest in the house at 411 Longshore Dr.: the huge pair of...
Read MoreWhen the U-M baseball field was named Ray Fisher Stadium in 1970, it honored the winningest coach...
Read MoreEver since I was little, I wanted to visit an arcade. I’ve always had a fascination for...
Read MoreI was a U-M student in the late 1960s, when the military draft loomed, women joining the workplace...
Read More“Who are you?” I nervously asked the unfamiliar young man sleeping on my couch. Barely...
Read MoreI didn’t realize, when Ken Burns’ Civil War series made its debut on PBS in 1990, that...
Read MoreA pokeweed plant insists on my attention. It has rooted near the chain-link fence, pushing...
Read MoreWinter is the time to hear and feel crunching underfoot. But it happened to me in May, on the...
Read MoreHard to believe, but it’s been almost ten years since Jake Woods died. Never without his...
Read MoreThe Ann Arbor Area Pipe Society is in session near the window at Tobacco Rose cigar shop. Mike...
Read MoreI live on a street lined with old crabapple trees. Early last summer, a city forestry crew came...
Read MoreMy wife and I have lived in the area now known as Water Hill for thirty-seven years, in two houses...
Read MoreI’ve just sent off the final payments and tax information for my family’s business,...
Read MoreMy wife and I both hate crowds, but Susan felt she had to go downtown to be part of history the...
Read MoreIt’s after midnight, and in front of the Vault of Midnight a young man tends a small island of a hot dog stand with a gas grill, cold storage boxes, and a large umbrella. It is a cold late autumn night in Ann Arbor. The...
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