Why are we called "Wolverines"? You've heard the stories about the Toledo War and greedy land-grabbing settlers. Here's one more idea, from an old tavern in Dearborn.
Read more →The story of an escaped slave living and working in Detroit.
Read more →If you're planning to join in the drunk lecture on Wednesday, please note a venue change! We had so much interest that Foran's won't fit all of us.
Read more →Get out your calendar! Here's where I'll be in the next couple of weeks.
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Part 2: From Germany, to Milwaukee, to Atlanta, to Detroit: the cyclorama of the Battle of Atlanta.
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Starting around 1850, Detroiters could pop into Old City Hall or the Firemen's Hall and, for 25 cents or so, see the latest "greatest painting ever made" — sweeping views of overland route to California, the funeral of Napoleon, Bible scenes, the life of George Washington.
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The Detroit Boat Club, founded in 1839, is the oldest in the country. Its home on Belle Isle is crumbling, compelling, and calls home centuries of water sport.
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The historic Belle Isle Aquarium, closed since 2005, opens for one day only during Shiver on the River.
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Henry Ford and Thomas Edison had neighboring seaside summer homes (and a research lab) in Florida. We visited.
Read more →I will be reading tomorrow (Wednesday) night as part of Wednesday Night Sessions. Vievee Francis and Jeff Kass are also reading. It will be great.
Read more →''Blake ... stood in mortal fear of death and from the cholera in particular. He went to Milwaukee to escape the latter, but unfortunately he did not.''
Read more →Milwaukee's Captain Frederick Pabst, in his sea-captain days, crossed paths with another captain — Detroit shipping king and mega-millionaire industrialist Eber Brock Ward.
Read more →… and sail to Milwaukee to come see me talk at Sugar Maple on Jan. 12, 2012! (Who am I kidding? They’ll be there for the dance party.) Oh my gosh, how great is this poster? My friend dwellephant made it. You should send him $5 immediately. (Or maybe you need some love letters? Valentine’s...
Read more →This is the best time of year. For two days our house has been a hush of hot coffee, dog naps, books, and spare hours spent exploring world mysteries / magazines / new creative chances / evening cocktails. Today it is snowing, one of the first honest snows in a so-far mild winter. It...
Read more →A letter from sad William Woodbridge to his daughter Juliana, 1842.
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