Category: Michigan

  • Time for Walking

    Last year I watched the Mackinac Bridge walk from about 20 miles west on White Shoal Lighthouse. This year it may be time to go “up close and personal” with the Bridge again on Labor Day. Who is up to join me for the walk? (Mackinaw City, Michigan 2014)

  • The Family Laundry

    My Great Aunt Agnes had a dryer. There was something sweet about her hanging the wash on the line as she had done for decades. It looks like it was a great June day just before the winter wheat would be harvested. (Ann Arbor, Michigan 1970s)

  • The Center of Things

    I was taking the train home from Michigan to Milwaukee in the 1980s. There was a delay on the tracks and they stopped at a station to let us walk around and get something to eat. Although we were between these two places, Detroit and Chicago were the endpoints on the train line. (Battle Creek,…

  • Waiting on the Ferry

    I tell this story often. I was doing a consult in Grand Rapids and they offered to fly me over from Milwaukee. I suggested the ferry–same price and I get to use my car. This surprised them and at each meeting for 2 days, I was introduced as: “this is Julio Rivera from Milwaukee, and…

  • Not Beautiful, but Still Memorable, and Malleable

    I was traveling from a conference in upstate New York. I was taking the leisurely way across Canada and Michigan. I crossed Lake Michigan on the SS Badger. I stopped for gas and snacks in a town I worked in for 5 summers when I was young. It was a gas station then. Here it…

  • Same Line, Earlier Time

    A few weeks ago you saw me on this line. I was working at a summer camp and we were on our day off. We all stopped for quick photos (US 31, Western Michigan, 1981)

  • Surprise Falls

    I have been here often (but not recently). When I worked in Northern Michigan, we used to go here on our day off. Color of the falls is a bit brown from the tannins from cedar and hemlock swamps upstream. It has the 2nd largest flow (behind Niagara) in the Eastern United States. (Tahquamenon Falls,…

  • Halfway

    Sometimes you just have to stop for the photo op. (US 31, Western Michigan, 2013)

  • No Need to Mow the Lawn

    It was a late December ice storm that coated every surface and in this case, every blade of grass. (Lansing, Michigan, 1984)

  • Laundry Day

    My Great Aunt Agnes was born and passed away on this farm. She was probably in her early 80s when this was taken. She taught me a lot about strength. She did have a dryer–not sure why wasn’t using it. I didn’t take this photo, but I found it in my mother’s things. She might…