Losing the Farm

"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."

2019-04-01T11:58:40+00:00December 17th, 2018|

The Spirit of Sam Jones

"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."

2018-12-11T16:36:12+00:00December 4th, 2018|

The Ultimate Price

"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."

2019-04-01T12:14:45+00:00November 23rd, 2018|

Too Fancy for Flint?

I live in Flint. I own a home in the city. However, I’m still often reluctant to call Flint my home. This isn’t because I’m not madly in love with this place, or incredibly proud to live in the city. It’s because of the way I talk. As soon as I open my mouth, most people realize I’m clearly not from here.

2018-10-04T09:50:27+00:00August 16th, 2018|
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