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A Place Apart

June 13, 2011
A Place Apart

Alongside the elevated rail line that carries passengers nine miles into downtown Chicago, an unused road leads to a trail, which cuts through a forest of towering mulberry trees.
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Hemingway’s Wright Stuff

June 11, 2011
Hemingway’s Wright Stuff

Exploring the streets of Oak Park, Ill., it’s easy to think of this town as the town Frank Lloyd Wright built. 
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Wild Michigan Through Young Hemingway’s Eyes

June 6, 2011
Wild Michigan Through Young Hemingway’s Eyes

To understand Hemingway’s Michigan, you not only have to understand the Michigan that he saw, but how it looked through his eyes as a young boy experiencing the world with eyes wide open.
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Bimini, Michigan and Malindi

September 23, 2010
Bimini, Michigan and Malindi

Three pieces about three very different places tied to Hemingway have caught my eye lately. First, one from the Miami Herald on Bimini, including an interview with grandson John Hemingway, who has visited the island since he was a youngster. “He loved the island atmosphere,” John Hemingway said. “This is calm. This is relaxed.”...
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A View of Hemingway’s Michigan

August 29, 2010
A View of Hemingway’s Michigan

“Hemingway led a glamorous life filled with travel, adventure and famous people, but he always reserved a special place in his memory for the simple summers he’d spent up north.” Those are the words of writer John U. Bacon, who wrote a beautiful portrayal of Hemingway’s old stomping grounds on upper Michigan’s Walloon Lake...
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Why I’m Stalking Hemingway

November 11, 2009
Why I’m Stalking Hemingway

Why am I in Idaho stalking the ghost of Ernest Hemingway? I’m asking myself the same question. I don’t hunt. I don’t fish. I don’t even bullfight. We’re hardly kindred souls, manly man Hemingway and scrawny man me. I’ve found myself drawn to him, though, through place.
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