I’m in Grand Rapids for a long-overdue visit with my mother.
I haven’t been here in years, but there’s an odd familiarity with the people here, even though I don’t know a soul. Western Michigan is home to a lot of people with Dutch ancestry, so blonde hair is everywhere. And, brrr, it’s cold!
Mom lives in an apartment, but I’m going to drive by the old home place (now in what would best be described as a “bad” neighborhood). I’ll have some thoughts and a picture or two when I get back (if anybody cares).