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Growing up in G-Rap

Last week, I gave Ellen a guided tour of my hometown: Grand Rapids, MI.

It was her first visit to Michigan and I was very excited to show her all about the city in which I grew up. But I need to thank her for putting up with some of the less exciting landmarks that I pointed out. "My brother worked there." "My dentist was somewhere in that building." "I played basketball in that school once."

I'll filter that stuff out and give you just the highlights.

Downtown.



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Grade School.



High School.



And, my childhood home.


Whoops!  How could I forget Yesterdog!  Definitely a highlight.


While much remained the same, I was really impressed by the development in the downtown area. Old, decrepit buildings were re-purposed into living spaces and art galleries. The neighborhood in which I went to high school went from slightly shady to reasonably hip. Good job, Grand Rapids. To the rest of Michigan, take note!

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  1. Sounds fantastic! Like a 1950's Hollywood classic!

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  2. Heading back there next Sunday. Yesterdog, here I come!!!!

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  3. @Anamarie: The only thing missing was a convertible sports car!

    @JP: Enjoy! I'm pissed I keep missing you on both coasts for the opportunity to catch a gig! One of these days...

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  4. I am soooooooooo drooling with that yesterdog picture! I wish they could ship them!

    Hey, our old house looks good!

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  5. @MB: You can't see them in the picture, but the pine trees we planted on the side are HUGE! About 30 feet tall!

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