Mom sat near the end of the table at the assisted living center in Standish. Her shoulders slumped. Her eyelids were closed, her jaw was set. “She won’t talk or eat,” Dad…
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THE EXPONENT Review: Minnie’s Potatoes
Nameless Headstone Leads to Novel Your LIFE your STYLE with Monetta Harr TUESDAY, APRIL 26, 2016 • THE EXPONENT • PAGE B3 It was anger, a deep sense of injustice, that prompted…
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Bart Hawley of JTV interviews Laurice about how she discovered her great-grandmother was a bootlegger and why she based a historical romance novel on her scandalous life. Meet the author in person and hear how…
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My brother read my diary when I was eight, teased me at dinner in front of my parents and that was the end of the diary. It can be a dangerous business…
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My parents died two years ago within a month of one another. I didn’t realize the grounding their physical presence gave me until they were gone. They were my connection to childhood,…
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Lumberjacks were lousy with bedbugs and lice. Common knowledge in the 1880’s was to avoid the hemlock tree. Lumberjacks thought this slow-growing, long-lived evergreen that lent elegance to the landscape brought blood-sucking…
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Consume 9000 calories a day? Lumberjacks did. My grandfather, Wilhelm F. Hartman, cooked meals for Michigan’s lumberjacks from 1886 until well into the 1920’s. When this experienced woodsman made breakfast for his…
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Lumberjacks at one time in Michigan’s history were as common in beer joints as millennial men are today. The ‘jacks of a hundred years ago share a similar language with men today…
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My great grandmother sailed to America on this ship. The North German Lloyd Steamship Line’s Werra I left the Port of Bremen in Germany on October 12, 1882 on her maiden voyage.…
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Last October I walked through Woodmere Cemetery near Standish snapping photos of grave markers, looking for my great grandmother’s stone. I tramped along the track that looped through the grounds and found…