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Letters 07-27-2015

Next For Brownfields In regard to your recent piece on brownfield redevelopment in TC, the Randolph Street project appears to be proceeding without receiving its requested $600k in brownfield funding from the county. In response to this, the mayor is quoted as saying that the developer bought the property prior to performing an environmental assessment and had little choice but to now build it...

Defending Our Freedom This is in response to Sally MacFarlane Neal’s recent letter, “War Machines for Family Entertainment.” Wake Up! Make no mistake about it, we are at war! Even though the idiot we have for a president won’t accept the fact because he believes we can negotiate with Iran, etc., ISIS and their like make it very clear they intend to destroy the free world as we know it. If you take notice of the way are constantly destroying their own people, is that living...

What Is Far Left? Columnist Steve Tuttle, who so many lambaste as a liberal, considers Sen. Sanders a far out liberal “nearly invisible from the middle.” Has the middle really shifted that far right? Sanders has opposed endless war and the Patriot Act. Does Mr. Tuttle believe most of our citizens praise our wars and the positive results we have achieved from them? Is supporting endless war or giving up our civil liberties middle of the road...

Parking Corrected Stephen Tuttle commented on parking in the July 13 Northern Express. As Director of the Traverse City Downtown Development Authority, I feel compelled to address a couple key issues. But first, I acknowledge that  there is some consternation about parking downtown. As more people come downtown served by less parking, the pressure on what parking we have increases. Downtown serves a county with a population of 90,000 and plays host to over three million visitors annually...

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What I‘ll miss

Brooke Whitten - August 8th, 2011
What I‘ll Miss ...going back to school
By Brooke Whitten
As August arrives, I’m forced to pack my belongings into boxes and
suitcases for a third time. I’m getting ready to start my junior year at
Central Michigan University in Mount Pleasant. I’m only four semesters
away from graduating with a major in photojournalism and minor in outdoor
and environmental education.
As some college students might agree, shoving possessions into boxes gets
a little bit easier each time. It’s a routine we are forced to become
accustomed to. What I am never quite prepared for however, is saying “see
you later” to the place that I was fortunate enough to have been born and
raised in, Northern Michigan.
There is no place I would rather be, especially in the summertime. What
is difficult to come to terms with is the fact that I really did not
appreciate this place until I left. Mount Pleasant is about as flat as you
can get, and pretty dry when it comes to the water situation.
What I am going to miss about Northern Michigan spreads from Empire to
Lake Leelanau; from the little shops in Glen Arbor, to the Grocer’s
Daughter chocolates near Crystal Lake, Cedar’s Blue Moon Ice Cream Shop
and not to mention Pleva’s hotdogs. Those are the only dogs I’ll eat,
besides an occasional brat, but only if it’s cooked with a stick over a
campfire. North Bar Lake and Leland will be on my mind, along with
Fishtown and Suttons Bay.
Recreation in Northern Michigan brings my feet back to the ground,
clearing my head of any negative connotation or emotion. A reassuring hike
reminds me that there are still good things in this world and that there
is still so much world to be seen and walked on. It makes me feel small,
and my problems even smaller.
Stormer Road in Empire leads past a farmhouse with a giant red barn.
Across from the barn there is a trail that escorts you into the woods. As
you hike, you are overcome with the sweet smell of leeks and fresh air.
From the forest you’ll see an old barn and what looks like a domed cellar
that was built into the side of a grass-covered mound. Past the cellar,
which is a wonderful spot for sunbathing, resting and chats with fellow
hikers, you enter a field surrounded by tree-covered hills. There is a
narrow pathway overcome by grass, weeds and little critters such as
grasshoppers and bumblebees.
While making your way through the field, there is a slender sand path that
makes for an awesome workout. You climb straight up and around a few turns
through tall trees and roots in the trail. At the top of the climb you
realize the trudge was all worth the shortness of breath and sweat.
The view is Lake Michigan. So big and blue, it’s like it has been sitting
there waiting for you to arrive. We don’t have bluffs, much less hills,
where I am going.
I’ll miss the pleasure of sitting on top of a hill with a few friends,
absorbing the sunset over Lake Michigan. What’s stunning about Northern
Michigan is the array of places to sit and watch a sunset. So many choices
and different grounds to explore, I always wonder why I even left this
place.
One could say Northern Michigan’s terrain has shaped me into who I am.
It’s never easy saying goodbye, however reassuring that this is my home,
our home. I’ll be back.

 
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