Reflections on three generations of family and community in Michigan.
"Sometimes when I am driving down the freeway...I think of the reasons I love Detroit."
How the war touched one Northeast Ohio neighborhood.
A writer goes in search of a community worthy of the title—and her own Midwestern identity.
Water, oil, and industrial volcanoes in Indiana's Calumet region, along the shore of Lake Michigan.
A writer remembers her relationship with her father, an inspector of nuclear power plants.
"I’ll never lose Wigilia because it’s not just a tradition; it’s a way of being."
"The twentieth century in America brought dramatic changes to the farm...one of which was the abstraction of my family and me from our roots on the land."
Siddhartha and Billy Corgan walk into in a teahouse north of Chicago.
"Among the giants on Saginaw Street in downtown Flint [Michigan] stands my Uncle Melton. Chances are you won’t see him. But I can assure you, he’s there."
"With a teardrop punctuating the final line of the emotional missive, A.S.A. Barnes painted a vivid picture in dark, irate hues, depicting my disregard for human life."
The president of Kenyon College on life as a black man in a majority white county.