Community

Some might say miracles followed four Dominican nuns as they drove east from Chicago in July 1996.”We were on our way to New York,” recalls Mother Assumpta, the group’s leader. “We were coming this way,...

When poet Jeff Kass leaves his house in Lower Burns Park in the middle of the night to practice his poetry, he sometimes wanders east across Packard to Upper Burns Park. As he shouts his poems into the darkness among the big,...

The Mustang squeals as I downshift into the lot at Lou’s Wolverine Transmission on Packard south of Stadium. It’s louder than Led Zeppelin, and I fear it means the junkyard for the nine-year-old ‘Stang with its...

This past winter, neighbors overlooking Slauson’s athletic field observed some strange doings: once a week, an illuminated disc appeared, flying over a makeshift airfield for sixty to ninety minutes at a time.The apparent...

It’s one of those quintessentially low-key Saturday nights, the kind that involves flannel pajamas and a very comfortable couch. I’m reading an old Ann Arbor Observer article that lists local participants in the...

After nineteen years at Crisler Arena, the U-M Native American Student Association (NASA) moved its annual Dance for Mother Earth to Saline Middle School last year to protest what it terms the university’s...

Sharp-eyed visitors to the Traverwood branch of the Ann Arbor District Library–or readers studying the cover of this month’s Observer–may wonder about the names written on a ceiling beam. The beam is supported...

“I Spy ‘Vulcan’s Anvil’ on North Campus,” writes Alex Cao. “Who knows why Spock needs a hammer in the 24th Century?” Who indeed, but in the twentieth century Vulcan’s Anvil, by an...

A whopping 245 Fake Adders spotted the March Fake Ad for Two Birds, a fictitious company that offered to perform two services at the same time, saving its customers time and money.”I have already decided that I will go for...