Monthly Archives: June 2019

speakeasy.

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whenever I’ve visited my friends’ lake house in the irish hills of michigan, there has never been a shortage of lakes and trees to be enjoyed. on one recent visit they took me on a walk through a very special place that I’d been wanting to see since hearing about it. at first impression it appears to be a beautiful, rolling, wide open natural space, but there is much more to it than first meets the eye.

once known as aiden lair, and now known as mccourtie park, it was formerly the 42-acre estate of herb mccourtie, a cement magnate. its trademark is its concrete bridges artistically handcrafted to resemble wooden structures. a visionary who loved architecture for art’s sake, mccourtie showed the versatility and beauty of the product he manufactured in 17 bridges that he commissioned to be created on his property using the 19th-century lost art of “el trabajo rustico” (the rustic work) in faux bois (imitation wood).

for more than 10 years, two mexican artists, george cardoso and ralph corona, created the bridges that span the creek on the property, as well as two concrete trees that cleverly hide the chimneys to his rathskeller. the bridges were individually created from wet mortar to resemble ropes and logs simulating native trees, such as oak, walnut, cherry, birch and beech. the intricate details include knots, insect holes, saw cuts, wood grain and even moss, lichen and beetle holes. an elaborate system of underground wires provided lights on and under some of the bridges. in addition, he created two huge pools, one for use as a swimming pool and the other as a fishing pond for his guests’ enjoyment.

(stills hidden in the cement ‘trees’ mixed among the natural trees)

known for giving lavish parties, he hosted a homecoming celebration every year that drew thousands of people to aiden lair to witness stunt flyers and enjoy baseball, local musicians, dancing and free refreshments. in the underground garage and rathskeller he created, he threw all-night poker parties that were attended by the likes of detroit auto baron henry ford.

throughout its history, the park has been the subject of rumors and legends. mccourtie’s rathskeller, which features a large bar, fieldstone fireplace, and vault, is rumored to have been a speakeasy during prohibition and a stopping point for al capone and other gangsters who bootlegged whiskey from chicago to detroit on U.S. 12.

it’s also been rumored that there are tunnels under the park property that served as stations for runaway southern slaves on the underground railroad. some people have reported sightings of a ghostly “lady in blue” strolling the grounds in old-fashioned clothing.

(a peek into the window of what used to be the ‘rathskeller’ – a bit creepy now)

in 1991, mccourtie park was named to the state register of historic sites by the michigan historical commission. the next year, it was added to the national register of historic places by the national park service.

 

 

“prohibition has made nothing but trouble.”

-al capone 

 

 

 

 

 

source: mlive

less.

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smile jar.

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when dropping my car off at the dealer today

I asked about a ‘smile jar’

sitting behind the friendly customer service guy

he told me it’s kind of like a reverse swear jar

 every time someone sees him smile

 a co-worker drops $$ in his jar.

it seemed to be working

I like it. 

 

“show me a smile, and I’ll show you one back.”

-vanilla ice

 

 

 

 

 

image credit: pinterest

neighbors.

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the neighbors stopped by to check us out

“when strangers start acting like neighbors… communities are reinvigorated.”

-ralph nader

dads.

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image credit: National Geographic

shark!!!

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not sure how it all went down

but there was just half of a shark

left behind at a local pizza joint

there must have been one battle royale

and I wonder what happened to the other guy.

 

“we should be afraid of sharks half as much as sharks should be afraid of us.”

-peter benchley, author – jaws

immune system surrenders without notice.

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now that school is out

and i’m away from my classroom filled with littles

for some reason

my immune system has taken it upon itself

to also go on break, relax, and let down its guard

 welcoming in a variety of ailments all at once

the good doctors have well-armed me with reinforcements

 only a matter of time and rest before I win the battle once more

onward.

(I said from my bed wrapped in my sherpa blanket)

 

“i’m in a quandary. if I wash my hands before i eat fries, it’s healthy, right? but if i don’t wash my hands, I’m slowly building up my immune system. what to do, what to do…” 

Foster Kinn, author – Freedom’s Rush II: More Tales from the Biker and the Beast

 

storybook trail.

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such a wonderful discovery made

when walking in a park near my daughter’s house

an illustrated storybook trail

with pages spread throughout the woods

placed there by the village and the local library

a perfect pairing.

“we tell stories in order to feel at home in the universe.”
— Roger Bingham, British science communicator, writer, public television producer and host

one day.

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when on a break from your break.

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a true believer in the idea

that it is always important to take a break from your summer break job.

 

“there is virtue in work and there is virtue in rest. 

use both and overlook neither.”

-alan cohen