I had to read Daily Shot (the Garden&Gun blog - I read the post about the pimento cheese sandwich controversy at the Augusta National). Then I had to lie down for a little bit with some nice Michigan snow pressed to my brow.
Certain tools are indispensable to the historian. I staged the image below by way of illustration. We could play one of those memory games where you look at the image for a little minute and then I whisk it away and hide it under a dish towel and you make a list of everything you remember, […]
When the people of a small community go to the trouble of putting up a memorial to their neighbors, I always want to know more about those memorialized. We covered the story of Leslie T. Shapton in Part 2. Let's go on to Harry Potter and Harold Cole.
Babs Young was out and about in the sparkly day. She writes: It was a beautiful day in northern Michigan today, chilly and sunny. This is the old school in Norwood that is now the home of the Norwood Area Historical Society.
As Part 1 closed, Bruce, Andi and I were headed out Barnard Road. Bruce drove, I talked, Andi watched for signs. I babbled on about how Barnard was settled in 1866 when Barnard Burns filed his homestead claim on 160 acres and built a sawmill on the creek that tumbled through the land. He became the first […]
The moment I saw the photo I wanted to know who owned that house, and when the barns were built, and whether that interesting red outbuilding is a repurposed one-room schoolhouse. I remembered exploring Barnard on a summer evening. There was an old cemetery, a church, a Grange Hall. There was a mystery . . . what was it? Something to do with a memorial, something buried . . . I had to go back.
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